poem
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Lungs filling to the brimDrowning, Drowning, Don’t you worry dearThey will empty againLife will returnYou will stand And continue on Don’t you worry dearYou are not down and out yetDon’t let the light inside your eyes dieYou’ve got another round in youI know you doGet your fists upWatch their left,Dodge their right,Run like hell. Don’t…
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I remember Your hands around my throat Couldn’t fight you off I was too little then That’s when I learned There is was no one Coming for me No knight in shining armor No one was coming to stop their little prince From wrapping his hands around myLittle princess throat. Squeezing Squeezing Squeezing I gasp …
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They’ve taken what they took.You have what’s left,And best yet,You’ve got what you haven’t made yetThe rest of your lifeAll you can createThat. They can never take–You’ve got the thump in your chestLight in your eyesUse what they can’tWrite what they won’tYou will be freeYou will surpassThe pits of hellThey threw you intoYou will climb…
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I walk side by side with All the lives I will never live.I hold the hands of every version of meThat’s been killed. Because I am the only oneThat survived,I bring their memory with me.The dreams I set free,The plans I crumpled up, All to arrive to today.It’s a bittersweet truth.Because some versions I quite…
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I am the colander that I carry around Holes unplug-ableEye sockets,Uncontrollable.I swear I will ceaseMy salty sadnessThe momentMy well runs dry.But in the quiet of the nightI always seem to find something moreTo cry about.So I’ve resolvedTo be the colanderThat I carry aroundSo my tears can simplyLeak right out of meBecause the longer I keep them…
Healing Birds Fly Again 