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  Feb 2016 cath
WiltingMoon
Whispers, whispers, everywhere.

Whispers, whispers, all do stare.

Whispers, whispers, disgust for me.

Whispers, whispers, my life I don't see.
cath Feb 2016
I fear of getting lost in this world
cath Feb 2016
In the night,
those shadows creep in
Internally,
they haunt me whole
leaving a hollow body
Looking at myself
I shriek a little
cuz only I realize
their unseen existance
Clutching on the insides,
they scream
forcing me towards end
Sadly, they lose
and I continue to fight
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