anxiety,
my constant companion,
scans every new room
for the nearest exit.
marriage is a room
with no doorway but death.
i don't think i'm ready
to step into it yet.
my constant companion,
scans every new room
for the nearest exit.
marriage is a room
with no doorway but death.
i don't think i'm ready
to step into it yet.
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