we exist as people of persons
a division of something refined
without each other, the pieces never meet
they never get put back together
Posted in response to the challenge Why?.
we exist as people of persons
a division of something refined
without each other, the pieces never meet
they never get put back together
Posted in response to the challenge Why?.
like shifting shadows moving across walls and space
I constantly reflect everything and everyone
daydreamers like to envision a new world
one where every cog in the machine does its job
we get tired of being the mirror
I go to therapy and dish it all out
Everything that's too personal to tell my sister,
Everything that's too serious to tell my Mother,
I dish it all out
unchipped petals
untouched
raw and new
different and beautiful
crystal flower with geometric patterns
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