thinking out loud
yerrey
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fiction
lectures me that its okay
craters once made
filled once i cross that plain
at home where i began
an ally of fear
a backward compromise
a virgin suicide
humors me with pain
climbing trees
to test mortality
rejected by the sky
loved by no one
accepted thru circumstance
a picture speaks
only when the artist is gone
does one ever listen
lectures me that its okay
craters once made
filled once i cross that plain
at home where i began
an ally of fear
a backward compromise
a virgin suicide
humors me with pain
climbing trees
to test mortality
rejected by the sky
loved by no one
accepted thru circumstance
a picture speaks
only when the artist is gone
does one ever listen
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