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Sep 18
Sometimes I embody him

Mirror his malicious mannerisms

Deliver venom via pantomime

Sometimes his shadow looms over me

Sending threats my way

Even when he isn’t there

My conscious knows what to say
Lily
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Lily  18/in the woods somewhere
(18/in the woods somewhere)   
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