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- Bitter Regret
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Click heremy phantasmic lover, just birthed our baby
the nurse hands the child to me
but it is like salt grinding in my eyes;
my womb is an empty ballroom
haunted by the expectation of dancers.
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twelveooneabout 13 years ago*
as below, Agree, except this is a great line
my womb is an empty ballroom
but gender alignment seems to be off with
in this dream I am a man
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Angelineabout 13 years agoSad and beautiful
No unnecessary words and everything is told in image and metaphor. Publish it!
