Broken pieces

I stepped into the void, I listened but not a word.

Then I called out into the silence, and something crawled out with essence.

What are you I asked.

I am you, all your hate, all your pain and all your vain, given form. A shade you’ve kept at bay for too long.

Fragments of my broken pieces, reaching out to forgotten places.

I must have fallen so deep, must have taken that leap.

I guess I could only hold it back for so long.


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