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not soon, not later
not a villain, but not a savior
it adheres in the intricacies of my brain
i have no memories of it, but something still remains
something so... nauseating, that twist and turns to rip me apart
i had it for a while, day in, day out
it's been difficult for me to compart
but all i know
is that it feels a parasite
in the darkest corners of my thought
it's tearing me apart
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