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Mar 2014
look at you with your far-off gaze and your laughing eyes and your aloof physique
what a clever calculation

you must be so different from the rest of us
so misunderstood in your
quiet vastness aloneness
yes, you're a special one

look at you climbing tree tops and balancing beams
they believe you're strange, a free spirit, a wanderer

what a ******* lie, telling the world you bear a shield, set your silent lips into a smirk that says ******* while the wrinkles of your forehead beg pardon, beg company, beg stay stay

look at you clinging to your ******* wooded towers climbing for dear life
look at your fear
you are no wanderer, different from the children below
you flee your demons just the same

You, i name you coward.
fear love and loathing (i owe you hunter s. thompson)
Written by
Jerash Cassare
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