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Fragments of words...
Of all things great and wonderful
I wish that I could care...
How do you help a broken person?
Their broken pieces scattered along the way from...
My nemesis calls upon me
once again as is her custom...
Just a face in the crowd
A raindrop in the sea...
A Poem About Anxiety
I do what I think is right...
Piece by piece,
slices here, slices there...
You said you'd be there,
painting a secure dream...
I tend to wrestle
with my emotions...
We broke the clouds as music boxes of malevolence
while stone dreams bled pearl honey of bitter...
Lilies bloom over the shards of mutilated...
embedding stinging roots into its pedestal of ice...
Floating thoughts tangle
like webbed emotions...