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A HOUSE

from MYRA by Profit Prison

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The story, I have heard. I've devoured every word. It has built its nest within. It is written on my skin.

Every word suffused with blood
Every thought is drowned in blood
A broken mirror caked with blood
All I see in here is blood

I opened the door and I looked inside

Now I share a wall in a convalescent hall. I hear my neighbors scream as I recoil into a dream. I remain alone from the acts to which I am prone. I turn off the lights, though I don't sleep at night.

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from MYRA, released January 27, 2017

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