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[vanilla_alia]

there are people talking in my room and I can hear everything they are speaking,
but nothing they are saying. My roommate is out, I am in,
texting outward to her.
Texting, reaching, freaking--everything is out [of style].
I am open mouths and open ears.
I am skinny elbows and bony chicken legs.
I ask what your thing is....and mean it.
My rook is making a hairpin turn back to guard my king.
Most worthy yet most powerless.
I have control over just one silly,
disposable pawn.
line me up, look me up.
find my name. please
please