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You are the constant ache in the

back of my


I see you in my


You live behind my eyelids,

Wait for them to close,

Make your move.


You eat away


A leech



I cannot defeat you ’til I

Fill your endless White with my



Strangle you with letters,

My commitment

Your death sentence.


J. Bodwell, USA

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