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Stuck In Performance Mode

panic stricken
kickin &
screamin,
beating down
sound. your
presence is
all around
surrounds each
breath like death.
she writhes, 
choking the 
confessions of
sins she
couldn't commit-
stuck in performance
mode (sit, stay).
left, no more- no
less, devoured 
by dismay.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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