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One knows that there's no answer but one feels compelled to ask.
The question feels so natural as one goes about their tasks.
Some people hit the bottle or the needle or the flask
as the question it consumes them until there's no turning back.
You force one to confront you, world, you force one to submit,
as one starts to see they're really you, bit by bit by bit.
The question feels so natural as one goes about their tasks.
Some people hit the bottle or the needle or the flask
as the question it consumes them until there's no turning back.
You force one to confront you, world, you force one to submit,
as one starts to see they're really you, bit by bit by bit.
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“Why don’t you try asking me what my name is?” He demanded.
“Oi! They make them so feisty now a days.” John commented to one in particular, “Especially the short ones.”
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on me
on me
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I tell you I like you even if I don't.
I feign similarity even if I am as black as you are white.
I make myself attractive with scalpels and starvation.
I project modesty even if I like to brag.
I do not like this, but I still wear bright red low-cut tops to job interviews
and lie about my interests and achievements around strangers.
There is a tension between truth and sleeping ignorance. I am searching for the core.
At the center of it all, a pulsing, slimy revelation waits for me.
I don't know if it is a deeper crime to act this way without knowing,
or
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I send Blue Dress to class today, because Red went yesterday and if she has to hear Donnie pronounce denizen wrong one more time, she will explode right there into crimson flames. Blue spent the day at home on my bed, reading The Namesake and filling a whole page in my journal with musings about identity. She's too much in her head sometimes. A little forced socialization will be good for her.
She's my Blue Dress, but that's only how I think of her -- today she's wearing a block-print t-shirt I made in art last year and my favorite pair of dark jeans. The part that makes her Blue Dress is where she smiles at the crossing guard and asks how h
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ugh this is sick dude
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