The Person I Used To Be
The person I used to be hides in the shadow,
awaiting an unexpected moment to expose
secrets best left forgotten.
Perhaps a shot or two of Macnaughton™
will quiet the desire of the demon
that screams in the zemin~*
Or at least let me sleep without nightmare,
without that old bugbear;**
sleep like a child beneath an old willow.
*Noun: ground, floor, basis, background
**Noun: an imaginary monster used to frighten children
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