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Solitude
Sleeplessness
As the hour tumbles
My life is in perspective
Created before me
It spins on its side
Awkward with it’s sharp points
It so clear to me…
I could cut myself again
But this only pleases me.
I only hold those points close to my heart
I look at the edges
I wish I would bleed
I want something else besides
The love and care
I want the peace, the careful understanding
My wish for the rain
The cameras staring me down again
As I swing my arms
For the dream come true
Everyone will stare
Taking in all my surroundings
Until I’m dead.
