Kylie Ehlinger Poems

Why am I like this?
What monster have I become?
I'm wrong in what I say,
Do and how I act.
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The darkness caresses,
It seeks the sweet spot,
Its breath cold on my skin.
Its eyes roam,
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What love
Could this love be?
My heart withers,
My insides turn to rot,
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The Joker dances
And laughs,
In this deep cimmerian night.
Chains dance,
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No sleep comes this night,
So deprived.
All I feel is the icy coldness
Of genuine rejection.
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Bitter sweet is the circle
In which we roam,
Around and around
It never ceases,
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