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Sep 2018
colors swirl in 3D vision
highlighting my indecision
nuclear fission—my heart explodes
someone come and break my load

affirmation’s hard to come across
when your life’s watered down to a bronze coin toss
lost, simply waiting, unanticipating
the pain of losing again, second-rating

sit in the back and slump in your seat
soul black as a raven, mind white as a sheet
clean in the eyes and blind in the heart
sick in the lines and falling apart

numb, it’s a strange thing to say
that tomorrow is the same thing again like today
and even when the rain falls i say i try
to turn my face up towards the sky—

but that’s a lie.
i have no idea where that came from. it kind of just flew out. like poetic ****. ew, yet true.
Lynnia
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Lynnia  16/F
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