Did you try too hard?
Your mind too meager
Do whispers follow when you leave?
You read it wrong
A bold-face fever
You’ve stolen everything that you believe
No face for feeding
Watch you grow thinner
No steady stream of human life
Now you’re leeching blood
You red-mouthed sinner
Chasing anything into the night
Cairo come back home
Twenty-eight days of delirium
Three is a crowd and two is in love
But I can’t sleep alone
Name: Qahirah |
Nightmare of: Always running, being chased by something you can't defeat |
Pronouns: he/him
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