Insecurity

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You are what haunts me. You are my demons, my monsters.  You are what makes me feel incomplete.  You are what makes me shiver, makes me feel small, You are the darkness. You surround me. You contemplate me. You take me into your cold arms, and make my warm heart, stone cold. You make me feel, too much at the same time as nothing. You don't leave. You come and go and settle in my mind, soul and body. You never leave, you haunt me, you are my ghost. What are you? Why are you alive? You only tear me down, you only kill me, but maybe, I deserve it..? Maybe I do. Who knows? I fight, and I loose, every single time. I loose. But one day, I will win against you. I will not let you take me once again, never again. You are my insecurity.

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