The core

I am terrified
of what will be left
of me
when I run out of distractions.



Poetry by zana
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Written on 2017-06-20 at 20:32

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
If you are like my wife, you will disappear entirely.
2017-06-22



Find what is inside of you. You are not your distractions.
Ashe
2017-06-21