My spirit all but crushed
Things need not be so drastic
So perversely distorted
So lacking of adulthood
I cannot unite that which is against
Itself reuniting.
I cannot walk through land mines
Or fear people I love
Or their reactions.
It is shameful how silly this all can be
How truly solveable it really is
And how we all seem to get off
On the creation and perpetuation
Of estrangement.
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