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Jan 2017
Sitting alone at this place in my head
Waiting for a response, and then the moment I dread
The moment I tell myself forget it
Those are things I'll never admit

Not to myself
Hide away, put them on the shelf
Retreat to the dark, the safe hidden in the fog
Shackling myself to one eternal monologue

I remain unchanging
Locked away in this darkness unending...

Stuck in my mouth the words I've left unsaid
And the words so reluctant must, too, go unread.
Draethlen
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