Safehouse

Not crutches, but tools


To build a comfortable structure


Not the same old story


I’ve tried without


And I find the world

Dull

Lethargic

And unsatisfying


It's quite depressing


I take pride in the battle scars


Not bragging or boasting


But contemplating smugly


Maybe I’ll go without someday


But for now they’re close and dear


Not only existing, but living





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