ㅤㅤㅤthe thick of the city’s breath.. not
ㅤㅤㅤonce did it cross their mind-that
ㅤㅤㅤa human could survive unleaning;
ㅤㅤㅤ••ㅤ ㅤhiding beneath sheets &
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤswallowed whole by thoughtstorms.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ┃ 25th of June, London
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ┃ Ink that never lived..
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ..turned out to be mere make
-believe,ㅤempty words slipping past
reason. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤBrushing off
every beliefㅤㅤㅤ with a heart rotting
quiet,ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ
day by day.ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 🖋ㅤ｜ㅤ..ㅤ｜ㅤ📃