Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Stick 342 - To sweep it all up


To sweep it all up

To wish it was never there
To accept eventually that unfortunately it was
To turn and lift my chin
To lift my eyes and turn my face
To see what's really there
To be so harshly aware
To seek to be dismissed from this
To change the way I know I need to exist


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