I drained my brain
and spat out my soul
on a blank sheet of paper,
and when the ink dried
a piece of me died—
quietly.
©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

I drained my brain
and spat out my soul
on a blank sheet of paper,
and when the ink dried
a piece of me died—
quietly.
©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

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