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I Am Here

I live under your bed but you never took time to look.
I know your secrets, every dream, every fear.
My body is swollen, guts all gone.
Nails starting to fall, I cannot take it anymore.
Step out of your bed! I want everything back.

I know it hurts to leave,

But that is how it goes.

Fear not my dear,

Because fear lives within us all. 

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Yakap!

I’m Joy and welcome to my little digital corner. Let me share with you some of the wonders that come to my life, plus the creatively altered views of daily encounters that I try to put into my stories, poems, and other works here.

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