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When Words Cannot Heal

November 26, 2017

 

Sometimes I think I can fix things with words.

That I’ll make some sort of poetic justice

For the pain I feel and people I cannot heal.

That the landslide that falls between my brain,

Will become whole once again.

Filling it with tautologies like they’re glue

But they cannot bind what’s already destitute.

Eventually they’ll snap

I’ll come undone

And the landslide that’s found it's home in my brain,

Will slip through my lions and bring new meaning to pain.

Maybe I need new ways 

Or maybe I need fate to fix what I’ve been writing away.

 

xxx

 

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