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Doubt

Permanent resident 
You have become…
My heart, your doorstep…my mind is numb
Swimming and sliding about my soul
Leaking and seeping till you’ve covered the whole
However you entered is puzzlement pure
But alas, there you are; and not leaving, I’m sure
Antidote once: countering my flagrant egotism
Now you have tainted me, quite beyond reason
The cure, it seems, has surpassed the disease
With debilitating neediness I no longer wish to appease
So go with your play-pretend doctor’s routine
And find someone sicker to ply and demean
My inclination to uncertainty has finally waned
I’m done with your presence;
I will keep washing away 
Evidence 
Of your
Stains

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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