only alone, you who tried so hard
finding nothing but what you wanted
growing out appreciating open
singing out against the dangers
the dancers, against the dark
injured by yourself, coddled with bandages
ending in peaceful compliance
what you wanted mostly gone
only left for what you wanted
thinking that you've got it all
figuring out nothing more
disturbed at the lack
staring back
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