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Jan 2017
The spiral staircase I chose to take,
I thought I was climbing out.
But every step I go up,
The air seems to grow heavier
And instead of clear night skies,
I see an unending vacuum of darkness.

I want someone to push and pull and climb by my side
But I cannot ask that sacrifice
I cannot need that
For these stairs are a bitter place
And no one wants to talk or taste

I will sew my lips together
And whisper my thoughts only to my needle
My heart will cry silver tears
But no one will know, no one will hear

I climb my stairs alone
Amethyst Fyre
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