Observation
OBSERVATION
SPENT LAST NIGHT WITH MEN IN WHITE
DRAINED ME OF MY BEAUTIFUL HIGH
THOUGHTS ARE NUMB BRAIN DESERT DRY
EYES STARE BLANK NO TEARS TO CRY
WINGS NOW CLIPPED NO LONGER FLY
HEART BEATS SLOW SHOWS IM ALIVE
UNDER
OBSERVATION
© Kim van Breda—8 December 2015
Copyright © Kim Van Breda | Year Posted 2015
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