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Don’t pass judgment on me, until you’ve resurrected my pain and feel what flows through me each day.

I’ve stood in the shadows before
I ripped my heart out and dragged it across the floor,
and painted a colorful picture of what could have been
only to find it will never be, unless change comes for me.
Splinters, pens, chains, and the taste of coffee on my lips—
injection, caffeialienation
what is perfection?

Categories: Poetry
Tags: #Life

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