Poem 45, day 44: Delusion

Delusion

 

It was all she could think about;

Her body played tricks,

Her mind

Couldn’t decide,

Whether she wanted it so or not.

 

There are too many days, yet.

Be selfish for a while longer.

But always near,

A misguided fear

Urging what if?

What if?

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