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It's hard to speak about these things
That are going on in my head,
I wish words had wings
So that they could migrate south instead
Of nesting in my mind
with no thought to the genocide
Of the happy feelings in my brain
Or this irritating pain
Of a reminder that it's not you
that's always who on the bottom line
on every contract that I sign
What burns me up the most
Isn't just what happens when I choke
But the silence that I say
while I go slowly insane
Trying to bend this to my will
Wishing that if I just had that pill
My care would melt away
And the body which I'm forced to stay
In this moment I'd be free
Not for just more than what I'd be
But a Phoenix from the ash
A deliverance from the past
To look forward to a future
Where I'd say that I could see her
Smiling back from silver on the wall
With no worry or fear of standing tall
But a pride bursting out
with red sticked lips rounded in pout
And a figure to cut the time
with no reason left to rhyme
Run away now and live a brand new life
Just you and me, a husband and a wife

Last updated: 2016-4-1

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