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i'm surrounded
by all of these people
but for the first time
in a very long time
i don't feel alone

these people
they understand me
with just a look
with just a touch
they know my mind

and while i sometimes wish they didn't
it's easy to find comfort in them
these people
who have hurt so much
but have still managed to survive

i see myself
reflected in the eyes
of these people
and i know
that i can live another day
In order to break the rules
You need to know them first.
So that you can break them,
Purposely and on accident.

Because you have restrictions
You want to break them more.
If you just have freedom
You'll find life a bore.

So us poets break the rules
Because we knew them first.
I’m really scared
Im loosing it
My fragile mind
Slowly bruising it
I think too much
Overusing it
it’s my fault
But I keep doing it

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