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someone with a voice,
spoke against throned-word
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Im working with an idea and he is quite intriguing.
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I, placing my love in the justful waters
Of the Big Deluge, released those hands
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Child-like imitation, I cling to my favorite toy
But hopelessness is a lonely cell, an only maddening trail
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1. I don't recognize myself in the mirror sometimes. I will look directly into my eyes and feel my stomach burn... She looks like she is ti
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atom to atom, we connect
through dark energy named love
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troubled by knots on my rope,
rise to run, having shook the ashes off
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Look into young eyes,
Who can really say they don't know;
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We act like anxiolytics, slowing down our world, at times
To enjoy chimney-fire moments that fuel our minds,
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Apologizing in silence to everyone
I won't see, can't see, shouldn't see
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History spilled my canvas, my fingers wet
Paint on hands, wordless youth, I spoke
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Dare not call me woman,
If not a person first.
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At morning wake, Klonopin hungovered
Gripping cold sheets, unwelcoming
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The beautiful, delicate impression of love,
Was the sky's proud exhibit...
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But can't you call yourself by name?
Aren't you a hero in your name?
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Have her stand above coarse sadness
Untouched
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Leaving our mark on the world around
Foreign language and domestic words
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Head of a child, thinking only of toys
Pulling extremities, poking eyes
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Even the colors have no name,
The sky is too grand for me to grasp,
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The wrinkles of soul are catching up to me
Oh no, oh no they aren't a blanket to hold
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He only has the ocean as a friend,
a good friend that listens and listens
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I feel I have lost more than I can gain back
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Knowing who you are
doesn't require being known
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Oh, mirror, you false mimicry
You dare speak the superficiali
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But I'm so wasted on jagged features
So bent that it's useless
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i can't feign being happy
i can't feign being relaxed
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Educated boy because he knew innocence and grew up wholesome
Star-eyed, unstarved heart, completely untouched by toxic noise
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Have I a life of merit?
Of measurable grace, unbreakable will, unpenetrated perseverance,
Lithe forgiveness... The extend of hand to the
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Inside my eyes to resemble
the festive shouts of those
hearts who beat against themselves..
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northern lights below God ignite my heart,
they have finally opened
to close this cave's descending darkness.
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that broke the rope that tied her down
yes,
but she was me, and i was in her pocket
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