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Nov 25, 2020

I dont want to document this feeling

I dont want to document this feeling and immortalize this pain but its chewing me from the inside its filtering my vision with dread i can not look at myself with love i feel disgust when others do and when others dont. i dont want anyone to read this shit and know what goes on behind my sunken stare Im in my personal hell and the fire burns hotter than my mind can fathom the pain so persistent but inhabitable

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I dont want to document this feeling

and immortalize this pain

but its chewing me from the inside

its filtering my vision with dread

i can not look at myself with love

i feel disgust when others do and when others dont.

i dont want anyone to read this shit and know what goes on behind my sunken stare

Im in my personal hell

and the fire burns hotter than my mind can fathom

the pain so persistent but inhabitable

yet i posture joy, again.

for your benefit

because what can you do but listen!

i fear that my sorrows are without salve

that they are so crucial to my mode of thought

so that even in a state of objective bliss

i am sad.

Jun 14, 2020

‪I’m in a limbo of my own making‬

‪I’m in a limbo of my own making‬ ‪A partial skew‬ ‪One foot with you, the other with me‬ ‪In or out? ‬

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Jun 11, 2020

Write a love song to Toronto

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Jun 10, 2020

There is nothing new under the sun

There is nothing new under the sun So you remix your tears for rain

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May 30, 2020

The sting of “she” strips me bare

The sting of “she” strips me bare It flays my insides with invalidation I don’t even feel anger just projected shame I’m outed. With time I will not care Till then I count the minutes until “she” will emerge.

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May 30, 2020

It’s not in the bottom of a bottle

It’s not in the bottom of a bottle Or the end of a needle It’s in my spirit But he’s echoed by learned pain

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May 30, 2020

The picture inspired me to write

The picture inspired me to write Yet I don’t have a thousand words

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May 30, 2020

I have come to appreciate endings like I do beginnings

I have come to appreciate endings like I do beginnings Sometimes they are one and the same Yet Often irreconcilable We begin as clay and end alike.

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May 29, 2020

Tired, my heart beats fast

Tired, my heart beats fast Breaths chase the next inhale Mint wafts in Writing calms Beat slows and lulls me to sleep Ready to dream I slumber.

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May 27, 2020

I know now that I didn’t give you what you needed

I know now that I didn’t give you what you needed Consolation or not, I didn’t have it to give. But to promise transpositions is to fib Yet you extend olive branches for our biblical humanity Is it fair for one to feel more than the other? What is fair in lust and in love?

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