The Corruption

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i am a dreadful creature
i itch
and i scratch
and i
tap, tap, tap
on my brain
trying to make it think
of something sane

i sit with my back to the water
and let it soak
into my bones
i hug my knees to my chest
and try to forget
that my body was made
to be a home

the lights stay off
and i bury myself
in my warmest clothes
i hide away
in my bedroom
and pretend this
isn't the life i chose

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