Maylee Bossy

(17/02/95)

Cleaning My Closet


I want to burn the box in my closet
It watches me at night
Knowing it holds dreaded forgettables.

I want to burn the notes and photos
That made me who I am,
But I am not who I was

I want to watch the inferno
Of a past life's hell
As the grey ghosts escape into ozone

I want to burn that box.

Submitted: Monday, March 19, 2012
Edited: Friday, February 08, 2013
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  • C. Cruz (3/21/2012 11:12:00 PM)

    This is good and makes me want more. My critters have climbed out of the closet and lucking in the rooms and halls! (Report) Reply

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