Hollow Harlow

Contributor~ Amanda Zober

A/N: I have been working on a little series of characters and have written poems for them. I will be posting the little series on here. Eventually I will have pictures to go with each poem.

Hollow Harlow
Sits alone
Staring at the walls
That She calls home
3, 2, 1….
She counts down
He morbid song
The only sound
‘Oh my lungs, my heart
To remember how it feels
To get that beat to start
Back inside my chest
Lately, I just haven’t
Been myself’
She says with a laugh
Staring at her organs upon
Her bedroom shelf.

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