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My Enemy Is Myself

You are my enemy- the worst of your kind-- You push away people; You chicken out. You make fun and laugh at things you shouldn’t. You think horrible things And silently you are truly afraid. “Run, run!” I say- Hide from all. Your friends think you are kind, sweet and innocent. Only I know your truth— Because; dear enemy, I am you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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