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Mar 27
a heart
that desires
so badly
to be free

a mind
that never
knows
just how it
should be

a head
that’s
much, much
too big
that
no
protective
headgear
can ever fit

two eyes
that are
sometimes
filled with
the entire world
oceans
mountains
and trees
birds
and flowers
and
angry bees
but sometimes
these
eyes
are
vacant
trying their best
not to hold
anything close
to
the chest
not to let
any feelings
or people
nest

a person
or something
trying to
resemble one

afraid to
hold anything close
terrified to let
anything
go
wanting
to explore
the world
but too scared
to be
anything
other
than
a
pathetic
little
girl

a body
a shell
a nightmare,
a living hell
a no one
a nothing
just
crying
and
cussing
and
hoping
for
something…
Arlo Disarray
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Arlo Disarray  In your imagination
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