“At Last, Some…”

“At Last, Some…”

“… discord!” Cooed a part of me,
who reveled in languish. “Play
a trick, try a bit!” It hissed.
“Pull one over, try and fool
her!” It laughed and jeered.
“Today is dead!” It said.
“Go on and ignore her!”
It cried with glee, tears
in its eyes from laughter.

Go straight to hell,
little voice. Pick
your own fights.
I’ll never yell
for you.

For this, there is
one antidote.

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