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May 20
I wish to open up
and be human again, like I once was.

Someone offered me drugs, so politely did I decline.
Someone showed interest in my body, but I did not engage.
Someone asked if I wanted a wing-man, and I said "no, thank you".
I wanted to say yes, to move closer, to accept.
It was so automatic. When asked if I were single
I said "I am", and felt so lonely. This trauma is disheartening.
I turn the volume up.

It's strange now that I want to be a good person
I feel so broken, and when I pretended to be as bad
I was so rewarded. Once I was carefree
and more willful in my reaction,
Now I am confined by it.
Izakaya
Mydriasis Aletheia
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Mydriasis Aletheia  28/Other/Empyrean
(28/Other/Empyrean)   
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     Rob Rutledge, Nick Moore and Kim
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