The stranger
Theres a stranger in me
Theres a stranger that I can’t see
Theres a stranger that won’t leave. Me. Be
Why won’t he leave. Me. Be
Hes leading me astray
Hes leading me to a darker place
Hes letting me decay, a-way
Why am I de-cay-a-ing
Im running down
through this empty town
Why do I keep, fall-ing, down
Into, this, hole
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This poem is about:
Me