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 Nov 23 Kaiden Lewis
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b u t . L a s t . n i g h t . i . h a d . o n e . a b o u t . y o u
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a n d . i . b e g g e d . y o u . t o . A n s w er
b u t . y o u . S i m p l y . c o u l d . n o t
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i n . t H i s . d r e a m . a n . i l l u s i o n . w a s . f a b r i c a t e d
o n e . w h e r e . y o u . c o u l d n t . h e l p . b u t . h o l d . m E
i t . w a s . l i k e . w e . r e L a p s e d .  i n . t h e . d r u g . o f . u s
o u r . P r o g r e s s . i n . r e c o v e r y . o f . e a c h . o t h e r . e r a s e d

n o . o n e . h e a r s . M y . t e a r s . w h e n . i . w a k e . u p
i . c r y . b e c a u s e . i . k n o w . t h i s . d r e a m . w i l l . n e v e r .
b e . a . r E a l i t y
The earth revolves around the sun
The moon revolves around the earth
Your life revolves around the night moon
And my love revolves around you
All of my life I have had a problem with keeping eye contact.

They say eyes are the mirror of the soul.

The only times I don't have a problem is when I am enraged with someone.

It was so bad when I was a child that I could not even watch the news on TV, as I thought the newsreader was looking at me.

Deep shame was the cause.

Thanks Dad.
When my pen
  has run dry
  and words begin
to fail---I hang on
I still try
for yielding
is no option:
where there are
healthy roots
the tree doesn't die-

a voice within me
out it does cry:
your life does
in words lie-
this you can't deny:
revisit your waiting pen:
write
write
write!

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