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Mar 2019
“You’ve got a friend in me.” –Randy Newman

You spread your lies through the disguise you’ve
Mastered so perfectly. Your sticky, honeyed words had
Me tangled in your alluring web. Each thread smothers a
Different part of my mind and body refusing to see the friend
I once knew had faded away. My thoughts belong to the parasite in
My conscience, trapping the truth in the rotting shell of a new me.
A golden shovel.
Karli Z
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Karli Z  24/F
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