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These Words of Mine


Words on a page
Letters on a screen
They are my every fear
My inner me

 

They scream what I cannot speak
They whisper every thought
They spill like ink
Spread like cancer

 

My demons taking shape

 

Should I refuse their existence
Should I bury them deep
They eat and gnaw
Like dog to bone

 


My demons and me

 



I spill these inner thoughts
To paper as blood to cement
They tell the world my truth
A side they will never see

 


Dare I admit what I think
Dare I say what I want
These words are my only hope
To keep them at bay

 


These inner demons in me

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