ignore everything you heard and throw yourself in the pit; dont worry if you seize up and ball your fists and throw fits and say nice things to nasty people and nasty things to nice ones or feel guilty when your innocent or restless when your tired or tired when you should be resting..
dont worry because theres no such thing as normal and nothing really starts at the beginning and nothing ever really ends and existence is a beautiful myth we're lucky to believe in and we believe in it because we're
human
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That's deliciously raw, if you fix the 'your'/'youre' issues it might even be my favourite poem of the week.
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"restless when your tired or tired when you should be resting.."
I love that. Nicely done
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