The Real Me

it’s always there
lurking in a
shadow
hiding from
the light
waiting for the
perfect moment
to rear up and strike.
The real me!

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Mad Moment

The memory of that gone,
All those nights alone,
A moment, curtain open
Madness is there upon
Sharp light, empty room
Sad Home.

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