It sneaks

It hides

It comes

The strength of its grip

The swiftness of its growth

It’s choking your love

It’s blinding you hope

It’s changing your heart

The worst part is

You don’t even know it’s there

It dances out of your grasp

It tickles your fingers, tempting your pride

But still you deny that it’s there

Until you have been consumed

Until you have been destroyed

Until you are not you

You have become it

You are its hands and feet

Spreading and growing

Desiring for everything you cannot have

And still you want it more

You want what you were

You want what they are

You want everything

And then you have nothing.

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