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In the corner
Quiet again
the lee side of anxiety.
A respite from the pinging
repetition of
"why did it have to be?"
and
"what do I do?"
Find me some solid ground
a place that understands me.
I wield terrible words,
all my weapons are broken.
confessions...
confessions...
Allow me the dignity
of dying on my feet.
I like this alot great work
I like this alot
great work
Thank you.
Thank you.
U Get Tired
Then the philosophical questions climb onto your shoulder and whisper in question marks. Cool write - slc