A dewdrop clings to the leaf
So beautiful, we say
If only its cry could pierce
Our blinding ineptitude
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The mad dancing world
neon flashing lights
Let go
Will.
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A closed book
cold coffee mug
Solitude crushed
pleasures forgotten.
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Blind I stood
in the mist
Emptiness conceals
who are you?
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Swirling legs
blurred motion
Soaring heart
a dancer
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Laugh away for
the pain comes next
Numb your sense
so it won’t sting.
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Who cares who I am
when I don’t
Does you existance have to
be substantiated?
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Bury this verse
for it torments me
Whisper it to the wind
it doesn’t care.
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