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When you leave,A knife to the gut.Bleeding out,I need to recover.Weeks in bed,Months on end.Fetid wounds turn,To raised scars.
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I don't know if you love me, if you ever did at that,But as time goes on, I find that I will never understand.I tried so hard to be a friend, to learn..
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This is what it looks like,To build a cage for someone,And if you don't like what it looks like,Then you can always them abandon.Build one for the nex..
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On that day, so long ago,When deepest darkness did ensnare,I held my breath, and let it go,And could not feel the fresh, new air.And through the trees..
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Maybe, someday, you won't miss meMaybe, today, you already don't.But, forever, I will miss you,Even if, right now, I think I won't.I'm sorry for the t..
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How many times have I died?Was it four times? Five? Ten? Or more?Was it something I could have controlled before,When I still had the light in my eyes..
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SinkingThis sinking feeling seeminglyNeverendingI pretend to defend myself withPlastic swords and fabric mythThe grand delusion of a martyr and the co..
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What was the point?Of all that growing, changing,Realizing, all the pain?If I go back to square oneWhen you're gone.
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Now is time to
Pare down
Remember your excellence
For tomorrow brings adventure
But today requires steadfastness
In the face of a word parade
L..
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Feathers pulled back by the wind,Slight resistance builds strength,Slowly and with mastery,The body does glide,Across the clouded sky.Waking up, the s..
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