On The Inside


You haunt 
Like a ghost,
On all
Of the days
That I wake.
You take
And you twist
And you 
Break me.
You flip
Me around
And you
Shake me.
To know
And to feel 
That you 
Are me…
Could ever
Have been me;
Could ever
Still love me,
After what I
Have done 
To me.

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