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I want to scream.

I want to pull my hair
And slam my head into the wall
And bite my lip off
And scream

But I'll cry
I'll cry so silently you wont be able to hear
Not unless you pay attention
Not unless you read between the lines
Not unless you feel the pain in every word I say or type

I want to scream
So I'll cry instead
i wrote this when i was in a dark place mentally.. id like to think im better now <3
she’s too strong,
she’s too much,
she’s too tough to love.

she’s too hard,
she’s too broken,
she’s not enough.

she’s imperfect,
she’s wild,
she’s lost in the wind.
she’s insane,
sending signs of chaos from within.
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hi.
Observing a fallen tree..
Such is the appearance of death
And such will be ours as we
Remain in the grasp of the fall..
Yet the fall is only appearance which
Begs for our remembrance of All...
Her
There are so many things happening simultaneously that we don't take a second to realize

There's more to what seems superficial
She goes deeper than the levels of stairs on a neverending abyss that holds the key to life
A journey not set out by most
Nor attained by many

Only the select few
Survive
Her levels
A book
Turns its pages
With a soft gentle stir
The flip of the edges
And the sounds that murmur

The stories
Unfolds its mysteries
Reciting the weight of its words
The stops and the lapses
Add intrigue to their worlds.

The end
Like's to be chased down
By overzealous beginnings
The length of the passage
Is the story of the innings
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