Gold

As I sit down to write this, I thinkĀ What could go wrong?

There isn’t a reason why I’m writing this, I just am.

Yet, I feel there is something hidden, deep down.

Deep enough for me to realize that

it’s still there.

That built up hatred is here.

I take a deep breath and sigh.

My fingers are moving furiously,

enough to the point where I exclaim

“Goddamn, this Pokemon gym is hard.”

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