Kendall Parker

September 18 1989
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The Visitor

I have an unwelcome guest,
That visits me every night.
He makes sure that I stay awake,
Until long after morning light.

His conversation is painful,
I pretend not to hear.
The only thing that happens then,
Is he whispers in my ear.

He pulls memories forward,
That I deliberately pushed back.
Things that I could never face,
Because of the strength that I lack.

The light seeps into my room,
When he decides to disappear.
He whispers to me as he leaves,
"I'll be back tonight, my dear".
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