I think that, sometimes,
I write out words to look at them and laugh
at how silly it is, to feel the things I do.
but often, soon after,
cry because I felt them, suddenly,
all too much.
a bittersweet release,
lie and truth.
Truth and lie.**(I daydream of a place
where truths can be told
and no one gets hurt.
but I have night terrors of a life
where these lies come alive.
this place and life,
pen and paper.
paper and pen.)
10:05:24 @ 8/6/2012
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