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Duality
As I’ve come round each corner of life
I’ve come to know my failings and weaknesses,
And of my inability to save myself from them.
Each day I give in I know defeat,
And when I stand strong, victory.
Perhaps it is my sickness that I will
Know one and forget the other,
Over and over, again and again.
Every day I resist and succumb.
My strength waxes and wanes.
Some days I am able to say no.
Some days I don’t want to say no,
And want only for self-destruction.
As I’ve come round each corner of life
I’ve come to know entire spectrums of beauty,
And of my inability to see them all at once.
Each day I live in and know beauty,
And when I look long, harmony.
Perhaps it is my blessing that I will
Know one and remember others,
Ever and ever, until my end sends.
Every day I persist and become
More of what races my veins.
Some days I am able to say so.
This day I want only to say go
And want only predestination.
So I’ve come to dwell between worlds
Of my own making and fabrication.
To see my own creation and divination.
To exist forsaken, in my own imagination,
And to want only for salvation.
We Are Nails
We are our own salvation
like a nail fallen from our fingers
we eye it rolling, trap it with
a foot, bend, retrieve. Sigh.
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:D
It can be taxing to be your
It can be taxing to be your own person,
and your own guardian at the same time,
but what else can one do?
We'll just keep writing 'til there's nothing left to write.
We'll just keep waiting 'til they read all our works left to right.