my coffin is lined with black licorice and formaldehyde
the shovels are digging deeper
i have to fill these cracks in the walls
splitting and breaking
white plaster chips sinking into the plush blanket of carpeted earth
i am wide awake with pain and betrayal
lies and deception
hate and revengeful thoughts
i cannot let the shackles of blame go unlocked
turning the keys in silence...
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