Persona non grata

Feb 17
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The eyes I met were always clouded

Not seeing me but

Some part of me writ large

A version of me thay was needed

And all the love couldn't reach me

Letters sent to wrong houses

Buckling under the strain of

Stretching too tall for legs that crooked

A role I knew by a heart I kept beating

Through violent CPR

I hate that heart and its lies

Its blood that stains my shirt

Its refusal to die

Feeling pathetic that

My fear

The engine of it all is

That when I finally take my bow

You'll see the stage and know

How fully I let you down

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