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Jan 2017
The damage is worse
Than I expected
My wings have been ripped
Violently from my back
In this world of perfect crashing
And unremitting burning
There is no stitch
Capable of fixing me now
Every time
I dust myself off
There's a slinking shadow
That stares me down
Every moment
I plead erased from memory
Returns with the vengeance
Of a scorned partner in crime
A step forward
Is a downed power line
A step back
Is a jagged precipiceΒ Β 
A step to my right
Is a barbed-wire sanctuary
A step to my left
Is the path of least resistance
But the choice remains harder
Than I ever expected
Chris Thomas
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Chris Thomas  43/M/Knoxville, Tennessee, USA
(43/M/Knoxville, Tennessee, USA)   
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