It

It

A Poem by Tamika

It follows me around.

It stalks behind doors.

It’s always there.

But what is it? 

© 2019 Tamika


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that elusive it...can be so many things...i think most of the time it is our own fear...fear of impending doom, of what tomorrow will bring, even when we try to keep a positive outlook.
j.

Posted 2 Years Ago


It's wonderful, really. I don't know what it is. Do you know what it is?

Posted 2 Years Ago



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