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I could smell your troubles, as though they were on fire
I could sense the dark within you, long before you revealed it to me
On the surface, a seemingly nonsensical, hatred for life, and man kind alike.
Who are you, what devastating event took place, or rather, hold, of you?
No, there were none to see and none to speak of
Yet
I have no illusions, that only I could save you, give you the answers, I do not see you as a delapitated, long forgotten home, taken in by the welcoming, yet smothering arms of the wilderness that surrounds, unable to set yourself free - a fixer upper, one might say. No, that wasn't you
Precocious, young mind
If I could collect all of your thoughts, bundle them, as though they were brittle leaves left behind in Autumns wake ; I would store them safely, hidden from judgement
My affinity to you lies in a world beyond romance, separate, for i dont believe it to be a sacred place, not anymore, for what is simply human, will never be adequate
You'll never know of this
Don't stay here
Stay unapologetically you,
Always
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I resonate with so much of this.
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