the people are people who look and think like eachother
who wear the same clothes
who style their hair the same way
who look like
different angles
of the same personna
but one miniscule fault
becomes your fatal flaw
if your complexion is different or your eyes are wrong or your hair is
some other kind of shade
in the sunlight
that is wrong.
you cannot be
somebody other than
the one everybody has become.
my hamartia
is that
i am afraid
of different angles
of the same person.
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anthropophobia
Poetrya story about a girl whose fear of the human race is greater than any fear of the dark. highest ranking: #47 in poetry
