December 30, 2013
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Sorrow is woven through us
Dyed with its own color
They burn darkly and beautifully
But they still burn.

We have selves
You are a pursuing ghost
Some nexus of one’s being
Flatter your vanity

I am impatient
Marred and transfigured
So little for other people
Throwing me lifelines from their grave

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