wilkavi
Wednesday, May 8, 2019
The secret
Come out,
come out,
wherever you are.
I know you're in here.
You dirty little secret.
Gnawing and eating away
at the edges of my soul;
like some voracious parasite
smart enough to know
I must stay alive,
or it will surely die.
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