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Published: 2011-09-01 05:02:23 +0000 UTC; Views: 78; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 1
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Every night, I think of many thingsWhen I talk to you, I do the same
I choose my words, filter my phrases
I care what you care, unaware of the momentum
These actions so thought out
They bring a burden to my being
My mind's true thoughts so diluted
I tear away my own spirit
Each outward word
Is a cry for help
And when I collapse
It's a call for attention
Like a caterpillar lowly
Soon to be cocooned
Once they break free as a butterfly
They have only days until they die
I crawl on my hands and knees
Hoping to awake from my nightmare
And live in the light of day
And not die alone