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there are things I wish to shatter

myths I wish to shatter

and burn and the ashes from that

I wish to scatter

I wish to shatter you 

in the unreality of suspense 

from the fragility of disbelief

I wish to shatter you 

there are things I wish to splatter

mirrors and smoke and fog, smoke, blow, push, heat, apply some cold hard ice of truths

in the valleys deep,

a mild depression

this plateau must fall or rise 

on truth.

 

or what is this… 

 

the winter of my life

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I’m not bitter at you for being bitter at me

I’m angry that you are angry at me

I’m angry that you are bitter at me

I don’t get bitter

that’s a burning coal I won’t let rot my heart and touch my soul

I’m bigger than that

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