A Deviation of sorts

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A deviation of sorts is strapped
to the interior
of my heart

waiting




for a time





when
acceptance
is present.
It slowly begins
to perpetuate
and scares me
with a hidden
test of self verses
compassion for others.
Selfishly, I follow out of
my own desires and fall
trapped in a corner happily,
with no intention to escape.





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