Dear my greatest frenemy fear,
I killed you in my imagination.
I saw your body lay, lifeless, dead.
And I'm sure if high self esteem exist,
They would also had been
paying their respects,
whispering good night,
seeing your reaction
would had been priceless.
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We are not dead yet(poetry): Plot twist and other magic tricks
PoetryA set of prose and poetry about sad thoughts, phobia, insomnia, bullies. It focuses more on the negative side of one's life. COMPLETED June 12, 2021
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Dear my greatest frenemy fear,
I killed you in my imagination.
I saw your body lay, lifeless, dead.
And I'm sure if high self esteem exist,
They would also had been
paying their respects,
whispering good night,
seeing your reaction
would had been priceless.