Napowrimo 2019 Day2 (Remove filter)
Today?
Always the same question. Is today the day
that I don’t make it through? That I give up and run away?
Is it today I fail to act, to deceive, to pretend
When I can't keep the smile held in place until the end?
I try to be a mirror. I’m just a parasite,
A blood-sucker feeding on their energy and light.
I just give back to others what I take from them by stealth
I've no resources in me le...
Tuesday 2nd April 2019 4:44 pm
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