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Jan 2019
you shadow yourself
and your best friend runs away,
leaving the door wide open
for enemies to break in
and ruin your mind.

you hide your eyes
behind hair as cold as ice
to feel safe inside your little house,
where no one can
spew negativity.

you start feeling safe
behind the thin, frosty bars.
locked up inside a space
where you can see them
but they can’t see you.
β€” g.k.
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