I deploy delusions to keep the fear away
Yet I can see clearly what I’ve become
It fills me with neither despair nor satisfaction
My heartbeat fading like fleeing footfalls
Yet I remain calm and stationary
And I do not cry out
If pain is coming let it come
It has followed me down these rutted roads
The rearview mirror does not lie but the view is limited
Clarity comes when you stop
I just wanted to have a good time
I didn’t want anything to hurt
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wonder if she has a sense of humor with so much to account for.
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I think you meant this as a reply to She Became A Stranger, my previous post. In which case I would say I most heartily hope so – when all else fails, a sense of humor can sometimes carry the day! Thanks.
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