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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