The path is one of these

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The path is one of these
A darkened angel
Or you and me
Our lack there of
A vacancy
A forest fire
A paradise
 A hurricane
The path is one of these
Its killing me
Its eating me
The hate the burn the agony
The love the holding on
The noise in my head
Cacophony
The path is one of these
A lack of wanting to be seen
A we,
A one,
A nobody,
The heads will role
He turns away from me
A tear
A lowered chin
An unfixed gaze
He’s never been
Eyes are far away
To the left a memory
To the right imagining
Being lost
Without wandering
The path is one of these
So leave.
All the screams
 We should have screamed
Escape us momentarily
Shoulders rolling towards the ground
Your lying it’s a lie your lying
And I’m trying
No I’m not
I want to die
No I don’t
I want to kill you
 I don’t know
Maybe I do
Maybe not
What’s it to you
Come on breathe
She’s shaking me
I’m shaking me
The path is one of these

                                                                                                   So leave

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