you know that
one feeling all too well
coming back to you
even after
you've tried so
so hard to get rid
off a long
time ago
back in that
little shell in which
you worked so hard
to crawl out of for
so long
with no one to crawl
back to when you're at
your most vulnerable state
so desperate for someone to
understand what
you're going through
but there isn't
enough people like that
in the world
YOU ARE READING
god among thieves // catfish
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