Poetry

Insecurity Breach

I doubt it.

That this is what you wanted.

This? This?!

But you insist

and I can’t resist

the nagging feeling

that something is wrong.

I’m about to ruin this,

aren’t I?

No doubt.

But this is never what I wanted.

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