Volition
Within the fortress
Of her own volition
His likeness is everywhere
Maybe it's a ghost
But it's a powerful one
She can't
Perceive it
Hands-on the chest
She can now hear
Stillness
However, this is mere
A brief respite
That's where it ends
In a state of alertness
Of the subconscious
As
She is gasping for air
His doppelganger
Oxidizes
Written: Sunday April 3rd, 2022
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