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Nov 2020
There is a stranger in my home
looks familiar but is not known
I wake up and he is all I see
Why is he in the bed with me
I guess he wants to take me down
to see my smiles turn into frowns
turn my light into dark
have me not use my giving heart
In the shadows he waits to pounce
Progressing uncertainty ounce per ounce
He is a liar this I know
Tell me the truth before I go
Who is this stranger that I see
Why is he still in my home with me
Melissa S
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Melissa S
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