It
It has no place.
It has no right here.
Inside of my head.
Where I live.
Where I feel.
How dare it come here?
It's inside of my head.
It's under my skin.
It won't leave me alone.
I can't move on.
I have no place.
I have no right here.
Among the crowd.
Where it can stare
and rip me apart.
Shatter my heart.
It's inside of my head.
It's under my skin.
I won't leave me alone.
I can't move on.
It has no place.
It has no right here.
Inside of my head.
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