So Many Somebodies

Even if I’m all alone, I’m not by myself,

there’s always so many somebodies

hovering,

just beyond the periphery.

They hang over my head,

the angels and devils of my life,

and in my death they’ll be seen,

they’ll be there to judge me,

but still never to love me.

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