like a child hiding
in plain view with her hand
over her eyes,
fear tiptoes into the room,
a bomb ticking in her pocket
November 13, 2018 by Rosemerry
like a child hiding
in plain view with her hand
over her eyes,
fear tiptoes into the room,
a bomb ticking in her pocket
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