{"sf1_id":2266074,"sf2_id":"nz8dgAOe","title":"…inside…","author":"Jiblits","words":107,"posted_at":"2025-07-01T03:10:03.000Z","tags":["Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2266074-inside","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/nz8dgAOe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/c5/61/c56112cd-26d4-49fe-9e66-16659fe7e321","description":"Imported from SF2 with no description.","content":"Silhouettes of shadows I knew to well stop my mind racing\n\nNot always with good intentions , with all my balance, they start replacing\n\n  \n\nLeaving me with troubles, many refuse to hide\n\nMaking messes with regrets held deep inside\n\n  \n\nEven if for just a moment, it spins me out of peace \u0026 balance\n\nSo, I wait, as I always have, at another day, another chance\n\n  \n\nI’m far from broken, but I’m not aware when I walk\n\nIt’s automatic, sometimes, when I talk\n\n  \n\nI float beside who I used to be\n\nIt’s a known stranger, but it isn’t really me\n\n  \n\nNot any more\n\nI forgot how to adore"}