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here are some old poems of mine. don’t remember when i wrote them or why.

my eyes drop
my feet scream
every cell inside
hurts
quietly
nothing is new and forever
we recycle
nothing has changed
we only see it differently
it’s better to feel the pain
than the nothing
that sharp dull burning feeling
forever inside of you
if you want to feel it
that ach in your head
that could burst
taking you with it
the pain of knowing some
not all
not much
but some
the pain of love and loss and loneliness
without pain there is not good
without good
what are we but everything
we fear we are?