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uncertain but not afraid
crazy but not insane
guilty but not to blame
angry but never enraged

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poetry is the feelings you cant explain
the words that you just cant seem to say
and the the actions that you cannot portray

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an explosion
an epiphany untold
by any mere soul
to feel like you have died
before in another world
the darkness came
left me out of breath
i wasnt the same
i swear i was dead
don't blame me for feeling
the way that i feel
when i feel it immensely
something so real

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left behind or left alone
not sure which is worse
to get the sanctum that you
wanted or to get the loneliness
that you deserved

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why cant you see
that my demons
crept up on me
in my darkest moment
when i was most vulnerable
just so they could sink
their teeth into my mind
and make me feel like
an infinite black whole
erupting into epiphanies
that i once discovered
but now have lost

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the past holds my
skeletons
the future holds my
angels
but the present holds my
demons

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