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Grey
Poems
May 14
**** Logic
If weeds could thrive—
Grow under duress,
Withstand the stomping,
Cling to minimal breath,
Evade the storm—
Then I want to be one.
No—
I am one.
But the downfall,
It’s a weakness:
Weeds get wiped out faster.
They welcome death
By choking what breathes beside them.
And so do I.
I realize.
I thought my forte was depth—
Roots dug well.
But now it’s dried, cracked,
And starting to burn
Others with it.
#pain
#survivorsoul
#darkgrowth
#emotionaldecay
#depth
#burnroots
#healing
#journey
#truth
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