The Killer

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I held it it in

for too long.

things started to

fog up.

I wasn't able

to see

what was in

front of me.

You were a killer.

When I finally

let go,

everything was clear.

I could see again.

and what I saw,

it wasn't pretty.

You were a killer

and you killed

me inside.

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