Don’t See Me — Heart Breathings

opportunity doesn’t knock, it slithers, it wriggles and burrows with its chattering teeth, until it tunnels down, down, down, clawing and eating away at my insides – and I feed it I nourish it with eyes that see, but pretend not to, with haunting excuses hovering in wait, gathering to lock fingers and create a […]

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