Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
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Head splits into two,
Two different eyes
Stare me down, so full
Of anger mixed with tears.
I wonder who I am,
A girl with interweaved feelings;
A girl who dances her
Sicknesses in circles;
A girl who fevers at a
Moments notice.
A flare for dramatics
Have I, so hungry for
The ordinary life that
Was never gifted to me.
9-30-09
Two different eyes
Stare me down, so full
Of anger mixed with tears.
I wonder who I am,
A girl with interweaved feelings;
A girl who dances her
Sicknesses in circles;
A girl who fevers at a
Moments notice.
A flare for dramatics
Have I, so hungry for
The ordinary life that
Was never gifted to me.
9-30-09
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