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we try so hard to please yet also

Try so hard

Not to be pleased

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We hide our fear behind the masks of sorrow

We pretend are real

in a vain attempt to appear human

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In the stormy night while ghouls and other demons

Move amongst us

In the shape shifting power

Of ****** *******

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We cringe

We curl up in sterile naked ***** of self induced

Hot lust

And try to ****** the

Last of pure childhood

To squawk with pleasure

At our ugly display of ourselves

For sale in the marketplace

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We don't have to but we chose to comply

With the dictates of morbidity called the

Culture

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We could simply live freely

We could be beautiful

We could become humble

We could become wise with compassion

We could accept each other

And thus come to  accept ourselves

We could touch gently

Yes we could

I know we can

Cause I have done it


It is good

All
Is well

I am here

I am all you could ever want



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