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Alex T Jul 2020
when we struggle
we write

theres a fight between
the pen in my hand
and the sword
in my heart.
and maybe in my
sorrow
you can find the
art.
Alex T Jun 2020
i tried
and i fell
in love
and i fell short
Alex T Jun 2020
id lose myself
for u
entangle everything
I have
just to weave into
your being.
Alex T Jun 2020
because its
love
so when it clings to me
I throw it off
so casually
I wont be taken.

because its love
so when it grabs my
(heart)
I rip it out
slowly.

it’s a beautiful
sore
but when I leave
I don’t feel
anything anymore
Alex T Jun 2020
and i knew
i could drive my train
of thought
into forever
and go nowhere.
Alex T Jun 2020
maybe it was me
thinking I could believe
in something
bigger than reality
youd be proud

of me
if you knew the
conclusions I drew everyday.
the biggest portrait
I couldn’t finish that.
Alex T Jun 2020
its not like im running
        where would I go?
when there's nothing above me
         and nothing below?
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