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Why did I get this trait
To forgive so easily, never to hate
You can walk all over me
Stab me in the back
I will get angry and pull away
But I’ll always forgive and come running back
I can’t stay angry or upset with people
Which I guess is a good thing in the long run
   But
     Sometimes
           In the end
It makes you look like a weak person
Even though you are a
            STRONG
Human being for allowing yourself to be open and vulnerable
Keeping your heart open and filled with love for all you are surrounded by in you life
Poetic scars kissing my quiet sugar thighs
Ash blood hair with lungs full of gasoline
The streets has wings filled with pockets of disease
Sidewalks are notebooks recording my thoughts
Homesickness leaves bruises on my feet
Retracing lovers tears from the corners of my mouth
Petal tongue made of feathers making lovers sigh
In this muted ghost town  
I'm suffocating with the void of communication
Plucking strings and church bells my nerves doing flip flops
Murals swooning the train station amidst the shallow shores
A drinking waltz climbs my eyelids
As I pour you down my throat
 Oct 2017 Charles Ernest
ThePoet
Just because I bear the pain,

it doesn’t mean it’s bearable.

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