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See, I don't burn bridges.
I jump off of 'em.

No reason to feel guilty,
Just know that I am not
Responsible.

Even with hint after hint,
You sit so comfortable.

Wallow in your silence,
Block my violence,

So that none of this can
Trouble you.
 Mar 2018 Ann Beaver
JL
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 Mar 2018 Ann Beaver
JL
If ye are the white page
I shall be that black mark
Senseless confusion abides
I thy center
Cloudless sky
Or single bird be ye:
I die a million lives
Within thee
Reincarnated eternal
If it gives but a single breath
To your song
Negative Event
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