Calice
Poetry
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Replica: strange edt.

Never thought this would be a replicaI was grown Now the interesting part is we had that conversationThe one I never got to have from the realowner of the lines

Now I have to stand up on my own and survive somehowBreak the roots in some wayI am hurting because you are still there

Used to think that sight would fix everythingand in my neverland it didfor a whileby the by consuming me intrinsically

yet you are thereplaced your barricades and all I see is a tin soldier beforeI thought if I said it aloudit would come true

now I'm here standingtrying the collect the pieces that fell asideI fell asideand everything me is everything new

found myself in an enigmathis time I feel paralyzed

I said it all yet still lostmy mind doesn't let me treat you like an ordinary venomyou keep acting like onecontagious

I wish I could save you from youI wish I could stay there longerBut I got to get lost in the dark and clean all the pieces you left in meyet you still are blind with the sight

one of the wishers you areclosing your eyes and looking awayhoping one day it will get betterall that makes me feel is surreal

the fact that this is another exorcism hurtsbecause I know a part of you is holding onstakes are higher for me and your ignorance in disguisedisgusts and lets it all diffuse

now I know it's not about youit's about what's inside and you you are a stranger there

and that is the stranger I methas the outlook of youyetis nothing like youand I hold on to that strangeras it holds on to mine

and you chained that beautysomehow knowing it would break your illusion into 2and find its way to a placeone that is both stranger and known

and all this timenow I know that's the stranger I saw in you

Dear strangerI know it's chaotic, and you are afraid, but I see you.And somehow we are to make it alrightI don't know the how just yet