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hard as we try to remember
grinding up mindless banter

green grass, yellow slander

what good is hay to a dead horse,
or a spring dried at its source?*




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How do we stay sane in a world of madness?
Another ten words poem
there is one place
where i feel safe.

there is one place
where i can feel comfortable in my own skin.

there is one place
where i can comfortably expose my scars.

there is one place
where i can be myself.

there is one place
where i can feel needed.

there is one place
where i can be free.

there is one place
where i can forget my troubles.

there is one place
where i can finally feel sane.

there is one place
where i can stop feeling so alone.

there is one place
where i can stop feeling numb.

there is one place
where i can feel my sadness melt away.

there is one place,
and one place only.
can you guess where it is?
I like the feeling of control I get
When I cut in a straight line down my arm.
Never deep enough to ****,
Only seep enough to bleed
There are instances where
I will stop loving you.
If you hurt me
and I don't leave,
then I am blind.
Love may be blind,
but it is not unconditional.
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