Saviodsilva


Destiny Alexandria Mitchell
Poem

Stationary

All alone
Left to dangle on the chain
You placed precisely around my peachy neck
I thought you might lead me far from here
From the lifelessness that seized
So many souls we know
Instead, captured by your rapture,
I am helpless.


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