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Lost, Not Forgotten


I'm as lost as 

A sock to another

I'm as hopeless as

Someone losing another

Round to the demon

That has long since 

Latched onto them

Onto me

Years and years ago

But now

There is a third sock

Lost sock

Another demon

I must overcome

Though I have not

Even beaten you

And I'm dead already

It's already consuming me

I cannot sit right

Or lay down

Because when I do

I can feel it

Beneath my skin

It's like a tingle

An itch I can't itch

Like it's happening again

And again and again and again

How many people 

How many predators

Must I be silenced to

Until I can

Speak the words

I only write?

Until I can rip the paper up

And throw it away

Or burn it

Like they have burned me

Like they have forgotten me

Why can't I forget?

Let me forget...

-ally

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