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Is there another out there who understands these lacerations ? Someone who has felt the deep hollowing out Of a heart and whatever courage is made out of Is there someone who knows this pain? I feel guilty for things I could never have controlled A Father turned against himself A Father who felt enough pain for one lifetime And now I sit alone Isolating myself as to spare any pain or ache That a heart and body might produce Do I protect myself from the world outside Or am I protecting the world from the riptide of emotion I am anxiety I am the other half too My life is a prayer to anyone who feels these feelings You are not alone
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 11:43 AM UTC
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Is there another out there who understands these lacerations ? Someone who has felt the deep hollowing out Of a heart and whatever courage is made out of Is there someone who knows this pain? I feel guilty for things I could never have controlled A Father turned against himself A Father who felt enough pain for one lifetime And now I sit alone Isolating myself as to spare any pain or ache That a heart and body might produce Do I protect myself from the world outside Or am I protecting the world from the riptide of emotion I am anxiety I am the other half too My life is a prayer to anyone who feels these feelings You are not alone
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 11:43 AM UTC
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