she is here

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Satan sits on my left shoulder
they all hate you
she screams through
gritted teeth
they all wish you weren't here
I cover my ears in an attempt to drown her out
but she knows me too well
they think you're strange
and annoying
you aren't even worth a pity invite
into the conversation
I tell her I would rather sit alone
reflect
process the constant
influx on information
spinning through my brain
she puts it all to a halt
they
all
hate you
her voice sinks somewhere deep in me
puts down roots and makes itself at home
I tell her
you win

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