Mired Down
Why clamming up when you could have swum to the sun?
I was scared honey, I strayed from the path
I was never a sucker for lust,
I stopped longing for love.
I was a glimmer of dark,
Slithering out of His
womb.
Yogyakarta, April 13th 2017
1.35 AM
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**Artwork's credit goes to its artist
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