ExistentialPranks
Junior Member

Just trying not to fall apart.

Joined: October 2022 Last seen: 1 year ago

Submitted Poems 2 total

Nothing Changes My balcony was where I went for daylight and cigarettes a slab of concrete and metal railings with cracked and peeling paint the colour of dull, grey drain water hanging from the wall of my empty humdrum bungalow where nothing changed ... – *by Existential Pranks*	16 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
Nothing Changes My balcony was where I went for daylight and cigarettes a slab of concrete and metal railings with cracked and peeling paint the colour of dull, grey drain water hanging from the wall of my empty humdrum bungalow where nothing changed ... – *by Existential Pranks*	1 View added 1 year ago	Rating

My balcony was where I went for daylight and cigarettes
a slab of concrete and metal railings
with cracked and peeling paint
the colour of dull, grey drain water
hanging from the wall
of my empty humdrum bungalow
where nothing changed
...

– by Existential Pranks

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