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Sometimes I like to picture
All the broken and void people
Pieces with jagged edges.
These imperfect limbs of thought and mind
Fall off on this accepting soil
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Light shines through the centre of my physical being
Warm and light, I feel this tangible happiness
Flow in me, leave me
Discarding shadows of moving eyes
A morning, a sunrise in me.
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~insight07
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Mumma says I’m like you, papa
My eating habits
Sleeping habits
She says, I’m exactly like you
And that thought terrifies me a little,
If I’ll be honest-
This; honesty, integrity, ethics, discipline
This is the good part
Which I have learnt from you.
But your fear of intimacy;
My fear of intimacy
Your dissatisfaction with everything, everyone;
My dissatisfaction with everything, everyone
Your abusive nature;
My impatient nature-
Scares me a little.
I am your daughter, papa
And I am like you
But deep inside, I tell myself
I am not you.
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~insight07
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Maybe
Life is an incomplete thought
Lost in my subconscious
Floating in a sea
Of jumbled words
And broken colours
Of scrambled memories
And light above.
Faces that keep surfacing
And I, who keep drowning
In my own mind.
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~insight07
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