I Witnessed a Spectacle Within the Attic

I see a rotting occlude on the drywall in my attic at the peak of the ceiling beyond the walls veil for outside of it I came as a worm in a large world at the very core of a rotting apple only being who I am to be cast out as an abomination hoped to be dead but I want to heal everything escape this dreadful red.
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August 16, 2023 at 7:59 AM
this poem goes along with when you try to be yourself and express yourself only to be perceived through an adverse lens.
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