Marred

He asks the right
Questions and
Falls over the
Answers he finds

He is frightened
By the unknown
A shadow he
Often lurks behind

Death has conversed
with him
He may have even
Beseeched it to stay

Though such
A door always
Creaks open down
Certain hallways

I don’t
blame him
Or question
His integrity

But what’s annoying
Me is his
Attitude

Snap out of it.

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