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Reviews Requested- Contains upsetting material - Untitled Poem
Huddled in a corner, hiding from the world.
A hurt so great that you refuse to let go to have something left to hold on to.
Darkness in this outer sphere slithers inward and blackens the heart.
It`s hard to move forward when hiding from the present.
The past haunts, flirting an easy way to make it all stop.
Always the same apparition.
You see nothing as you see yourself.
And when tomorrow comes, will you still be here?
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