Poem -
A Foreign Presence
Doors slam
I feel a foreign presence
It's time to face Him again
When will He leave?
I feel a foreign presence
A demanding tyrant
When will He leave?
He does not own me
A demanding tyrant
It's time to face Him again
He does not own me
Doors slam
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interesting poem don't know if your battling with a part of yourself or a being enjoyed x