《My unsent poems》quarantine
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Lock the doors,
close the windows,
stay in the room
I'd rather turn my days to nights
I'd rather see no passing time
The constant dark gets somehow darker
It mocks me, showing them to me
one by one
they all appear
They're here, they're talking to me again
Yet, I know that it won't last
Cause I can't hear them anymore
fading voices is all that's left
Why can't I hear my friends?
a child is playing now outside
And I can't fucking stand it
Horrible thoughts that cross my mind;
I want to crawl inside the child,
I want the child to crawl in me
I want to live its life carelessly outside
I want to see the sun again
I want to see my friends
it hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts
how long has it been I wonder
Since I've touched another human being?
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