Cell

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                     Shut down like an iron shutter on a shop that’s peppered with minute holes so that only a teasing of light can get through. I feel empty and hollow like I can hear the reverberation of my soul as it rattles and clangs about inside of my body. The empty drum sticks of my being using my rib cage as cell bars to clank its metal cup of need.

JS 2013

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