Invasion

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This deserted place within my soul

Holds many shards of glass

Troubled villains grow nearer still

Time has yet to pass

Past mistakes that I have made

Are now my prices to pay

You’re here till you evaporate

I won’t ask you to stay

This empty vortex in my chest

Has yet to disappear

Your lingering presence never settles

You always reappear

This deserted place within my soul

Has tumbleweeds galore

As vicious people invade my life

They can’t help but explore

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