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This one is about remembering who you were and where you've been, and then remembering that it's the same thing over and over again, but with different people and in different places. Ultimately, no matter where you go and what you do, you always seem to end up where you started again. Not, that it's a bad thing, just that it seems to be the truth.

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Still married... but barely... holding on by a thread...

Independence with no love is prison.

A short, Imagist poem composed for English class in my junior year. I wrote it in under 5 minutes but quickly fell in love with it.

If I ever come back on any of these poems becausr people actually comment or something this one I might add some to or explain my thoughs a bit more on the familys burden caused by the pain from the asshole who offs himself