Borders

Sat, 09/16/2017 - 01:09 -- KF808

Right now I feel silent.

Still.

I can feel the war raging inside me between good and evil.

Warmth and chill.

Light and dark.

What's it like to succumb to one?

Maybe I'll never know.

For now, I am here.

On the border.

Still.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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