10pm: just thinking
when the door swings
i hear it
i am hit - words are hard to find
my eyes close ...
i try to visualize it but it's pitch dark
it cannott be seen
and the possibility can only hurt me now
now, i'm not sure if it's because my mind is protecting me
or ... because it was not supposed to be
did it even happen?
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