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Jun 2020
Under the cracks
and crevices
of the vessel
we inhabit
shadows live
and feeds on
the rotten parts
of our flesh
and our mind,
they force us
to wear a mask
of disguise
that displays
a groggy smile,
they shake our knees
with every step
that we take
and lock our lights
in the abyss
then sinks our head
in what ifs.
Do not let insecurities bring you down.
Marlon
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