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Apr 2016
sometimes I just feel so ******* alive.
beautifully, painfully, ravenously & irreversibly alive..
exploding at the seems of my skin with unstoppable energy & will & plans.
other times I just feel so ******* dead...
numb to the bone with no one and nowhere to call home.
emotionless, humourless, directionless, & defeated.
and you never know what way it'll go,
which side will show..
it's a show, i'm a show.
Daisy Fields
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Daisy Fields  Canada
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