a.c.i.d

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I have never tripped on acid 
    but I fell for you 
Your tongue as sharp as razors 
    but my bleeding’s not by you
I write about becoming more
    but I know not what to do
The seeping of the life’s force
    tripping might be the only cure

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terror

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What started as a gentle breeze

                                        {a thought}

one cloud free June morning,

ended up a raging storm that night

          {“You are not good enough”}

repeating over, and over 

                            {and over}

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Auth•or

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Auth•or ::

    { I am } 

gradually accepting 

    { coming to terms with } 

a belief in words 

    { unspoken }

originating within 

    { divine pillars }

the self

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Look up, look around O.O

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She walks her dog 
    through leafy coppice,
birds chirp their 
    sunshine fancies,
She never stop 
    for doggy droppings,
in likelyhood; completely
    unaware 

All hail the extention leash!

All hail multitasking!

Facebook updates 
    and 
smiley tweets 

preventing her from seeing 
    all that is 
        around her

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