Poetry
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Tuol Sleng
Your screams are in the walls
Lightly, I run my fingers upon them
And feel the texture of your fear
The sharpness of your pain
- keening.
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15 hours ago
Or at least it is between the months of August through to May. The rest of the time I may feel able to write about something other than a not especially successful football team.
2 comments:
I always knew Mrs Tiggywinkle was a slut!
Yes Gill, it's the quiet ones who are always the worst.
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