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Closet
Downplayed it's impact in it's infant state
Threw more bones of decadence for a better taste
Satisfied it's insatiable hunger and thirst
Took notice of it's growth, couldn't care less
Marveled of it's becoming, as it brought in a companion to "nip in bud" the solitude of it's dark layer
I guess you are beginning to get the idea?
Why I comfortably soak in this pool of conviction
Why my moral compass points south
The reason for the wall around me
Shadows move around these walls
Can't converge the courage to let you in
Lest you stumble upon phalanges peeping through
Acknowledging that the impeccable persona I portray, Is far from the character of my reality
In it I nurse something volatile
A creation of my own volition
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Steven Mwakatundu
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