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blown cherry
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I walked higher today than I have for a long while
chin up, head straight,
eyes focused on some indeterminable fixed point far away
back straight, long strides,
an air of indignance
an air of fuck off all of you who treat me like shit
who try to make me feel guilty
who try to make me cringe
who try to miniaturize me
I could breathe deeper
I could see more vividly
I could take it or leave it
I could walk away
I could kick myself, no I couldn't
Suck this
Fuck this
fuck off to all of you who treat me like shit
If you're my friend you will listen
Or at least you will care
Smile and tell me I'm not when I apologise for whingeing
Just when I think you're close to understanding, I realise you don't
but that's ok
you're still my friend
you still help me to a higher place
"This conversation isn't really going anywhere"
I know that stung,
it was meant to
you were the fucking shit last week and you deserve to sting
for subjecting me to that
You're problems are not mine
But I am sorry about the cancer
You know if you need me for that I will always be there
But don't EVER fucking do that to me again or there will be no more chances
little events that shape my mood
little events that shape my mind
little events that shape my car
all fixed and steady in my mind
separate entities separate bricks
my state of mind is everything
to be able to handle something outside of it would be to be mad
And
Still....
there remains......
that:
indeterminable fixed point
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