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loneliness is a forest

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i had a dream in which you didn't come home
the frost became a familiar blanket
and i grew into the wallpaper.
i am terrified of being out here for years
becoming accustomed to vines and spiders and mud
a garden is growing in the kitchen sink now
and i'm forgetting how to eat.
with fireflies for lamplight, i'm praying
and letting frostbite eat away my soul.
i don't know where you are
but dear God,
i hope you find your way home.
a quick write.
i broke.
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I think this has some quite interesting imagery, and is executed quite well. Not the best I've read, but definitely worth the fave.