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epitaph erased by bailey--elizabeth, literature
Literature
epitaph erased
here lie the deep-seated sins
of the hollow-hearted youth,
of the kids who lie
alone
with clammy hands
and half-mast eyes
gripped by late night desires
and words carved into tabletops,
words telling of
wet cold sheets
and
wet hot limbs:
here lie the unspoken truths
of the insignificants,
of the ones who sit
lonely
on mattress edges
and hard floors
while their mouths hang open
and their tongues dry out.