Sometimes its funny how the world reads your mind.
Thoughts that floated in from nowhere last week
Are now solid and real.
Towering over me as if to say
“I was born from your mind.
And now you’re dead.”
And I wish I’d never thought those things.
Never thought those horrifying thoughts
Could ever become real.
But here I sit with dread hanging heavy from my shoulders.
Did I cause this?
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