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This joy is so fleeting This feeling so passing All I can do is wonder Wonder without asking Because the world has no input On the strength of my hate On the hours spent mourning Too happy a fate When my hands struggle to stifle A mouth that won’t stop saying no When my brain calls for action But my body won’t go Until that joy burrows once more Like a parasite under my skin A foreign treasure Stolen again Then my mouth moves too fast To answer its calls And my hands are kept busy Tearing down walls To be built and rebuilt By an enemy brain Until I wonder once more If I’m going insane But I cannot ask About these things I can’t tell So I imprison in poems What I dream I could yell
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Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 12:05 PM UTC
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This joy is so fleeting This feeling so passing All I can do is wonder Wonder without asking Because the world has no input On the strength of my hate On the hours spent mourning Too happy a fate When my hands struggle to stifle A mouth that won’t stop saying no When my brain calls for action But my body won’t go Until that joy burrows once more Like a parasite under my skin A foreign treasure Stolen again Then my mouth moves too fast To answer its calls And my hands are kept busy Tearing down walls To be built and rebuilt By an enemy brain Until I wonder once more If I’m going insane But I cannot ask About these things I can’t tell So I imprison in poems What I dream I could yell
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Trogett
Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 12:05 PM UTC
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