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That's a nice car you've got there
Much better than mine

That's a nice house you've got there
Far better than mine

That's a nice job you've got there
Way better than mine

That's a nice life you've got there
Way better than mine
Which sin is it?
When you write the wrong words
don't erase them entirely

Instead,
scribble above them
and below them
the alternate spelling
and better-fitting synonyms

Sometimes you don't need a clean slate
You need the slate that carries pain and blood
Hate and love
Memories and regrets

What will one be
without mistakes
if not a blank page
with no name
Some days,
I can't write poetry

When my thoughts are weights
my fingers cannot carry
and my tears are curtains
that keep blinding me

When my breath is a shallow sigh
and my lungs cannot wait
When my words are too sharp
For my tongue to articulate

When everything makes sense
but nothing does
Her heart in ruins
The pain invisible
The enemy stares
From across the room
Eyes like fire
She watches her reflexion
Turn into oblivion
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