Denial

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Denial
I don’t know why it happened
And I don’t know exactly when.
All I know is that it’s not good.
It’s like that feeling you get
In the pit of your stomach
Right before something
Truly awful happens,
Multiplied tenfold.
Why?
I don’t know.
I don’t know much.
But nothing’s ever going
To be the same.
And I hold my breath
Just to pretend
That nothing’s changed.
Isn’t denial
Fun?





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