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1d
"Stand your mark,
that 100 meter race
gold of the winning
was the only decent
achievement
in my life,
and my parents,
didn't see it.
they were
working...
I had no
medals
but
trembling
lips
upon
the
applause"

Echoes aren't heard if the violin
is played in key with the piano,
and the guitar can keep up with it.

Hands out of with naturally
starfish hands of the dishes
dried out and are cracking

Nights I only sleep well
if I'm not boiling
but freezing,
no shines exist in hell.

My loved ones are
either buried
or smoked
and faded
and how its so far....

A mouse trembles,
if it sees our eyes.
Ryan Geoffrey Hayward
Written by
Ryan Geoffrey Hayward  47/M/A Jar With Holes.
(47/M/A Jar With Holes.)   
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