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Sep 2017
My pendulum is swinging everyday
It is held down by the lyrics of bands from my teenage years
Why do words that shouldn't need apply to me any longer still hold their weight?

I thought I was done with the swinging motions of this back and forth mindset
Yet, here I am clutching at every word pounded through my speakers

My ears are ringing
My lips are bleeding
I am still the youth that I swore to escape
I am still on the pendulums rope, praying it will finally wear down and break from these heavy weighted words that clutch at my gut
Braxton Reid
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Braxton Reid  24/M/Texas
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