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Confusion.
A state of being, never surpassed Confusion, suffering Emotional pins that enhance an ability to strive Or tear one to bits completely Why is suffering so intriguing to those who've never suffered before? "I want to die," they say Words returned with sorry feelings I witness But don't understand Shocked or startled people who maybe don't give a damn Or maybe, They don't know I don't feel sorry Shocked emotions shot towards me one half the time Instead I understand Color is stable Color is monochrome Color is not there Color is suggested Perceived Color is light Dark And when I truly crash- Nothing else I wonder why I don't understand The way people think Their cognitive patterns Is it because I think, without a way? Abstraction, no one has That no one understands Even the smallest crack of dark is interesting To those who don't know It intrigues They beg for more Or they must be overwhelmed enough To break us more Leave us to crumble And float Away |
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I don't know what to say. I felt every word.
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It's nice to have someone else who can read this and actually understand it.
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We must be kindred spirits. Nice to meet you, beloved sibling. <3 Sincerely, Glinda Gail
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