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True Horror- Poem

  • cburrow030791
  • Oct 10, 2022
  • 1 min read

Updated: Feb 5, 2023

I abandoned my youth-

A lonely ghost, mourning in the mirror,

Searching its frame for any other reality

Than the one it’s been doomed to.


The chains he forged in life rattle against

Withered skin,

Puffy eyes,

Broken body.


This is true- horror.




 
 
 

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