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Dec 2010
sleep with the lights on,
the music up

we’re two afraid to leave ourselves
alone with ourselves

the judgment
the nerves
the guilt

if the lights go off
and the music goes
silent
what’s stopping us
from jumping out
from the shadows
and devouring ourselves,
leaving only a shallow
husk,
where a bright and promising
future used to be?
Overwhelmed
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