Starved for simplicity
Cheese cloth sieving me
Leaving behind my crumbled
Fears in its recycled net
Curdled just like my
Anemic blood when
It was forced to run
Through my acidic veins
And into that chamber
Of my heart which beat
In erratic randomness
Coping with the years
Of poison I had fed it
Enveloping, almost sheltering
My savagery, my darkness
The savage darkness
That I keep crawling into
At every jagged dawn
Starved for simplicity
A preexisting condition
That I often revisit
with myself at twilight
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NaPoWriMo 2019
Kashiana 
You dig deep in this write. Thanks for taking me on this inner journey with you! 🙂
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yes Sam! this one went places and thank you for reading
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My pleasure!
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Just by the way, Kashiana this is simple and beautiful ⭐️
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Preeti, you are very kind, thank you for reading
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