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I have not deciphered the code, but a single line “We project the worst on those we trust, and fail to do the same” Those thoughts and feelings bubble out, unto the strongest hearts. At a mere small cut, or sideways glance, the fireworks go off. And maybe to those, who experience less or have overcome the past, It’s easier to lash out and cry, than those with fractured backs. And so we hold, the truths ice in our chests the bitter cold and heatless breaths I wish to shoulder, to another but a flash of light and splitting scream I believe, you all, to be a dream. I see not only the eyes of the frayed But the empowered who sit upon chairs of greed And maybe, yes, it be unfair to judge Those who take advantage of their functioning brains, Smiles and laughs genuine without refrains. I could not explain- no I could not linger But I wonder how, as I sit before you My eyes gone gray and my bones quite brittle How do you not notice? Is it ignorance? Bliss? Cause how could you ignore me? Ignore this?
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Feb 10
Feb 10, 2026 at 9:29 PM UTC
Reasons Why We End Our Lives- a poem about mortality
I have not deciphered the code, but a single line “We project the worst on those we trust, and fail to do the same” Those thoughts and feelings bubble out, unto the strongest hearts. At a mere small cut, or sideways glance, the fireworks go off. And maybe to those, who experience less or have overcome the past, It’s easier to lash out and cry, than those with fractured backs. And so we hold, the truths ice in our chests the bitter cold and heatless breaths I wish to shoulder, to another but a flash of light and splitting scream I believe, you all, to be a dream. I see not only the eyes of the frayed But the empowered who sit upon chairs of greed And maybe, yes, it be unfair to judge Those who take advantage of their functioning brains, Smiles and laughs genuine without refrains. I could not explain- no I could not linger But I wonder how, as I sit before you My eyes gone gray and my bones quite brittle How do you not notice? Is it ignorance? Bliss? Cause how could you ignore me? Ignore this?
ok I kinda ate that **** up
leyalied
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15/F/the upside down
Feb 10
Feb 10, 2026 at 9:29 PM UTC
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