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the moon & the mourning star

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don't tempt the predators

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i have
i have been home now for three years, i think.
yesterday i spoke to my best friend
for the first time since
and today i came here:

this is unimaginable progress

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nobody
understands and you understand why they don't understand
and that they never can
understand
they just can't.
so you accept that
and you say as little as possible
and speak to almost no one
for about three years.
lol

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i mean, you can't blame the skeptics when you say dumbass things like:

the most terrible part of the whole ordeal was coming back home again.

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when they ask you:
how have you been?
and you just stare at them
and wonder if they know
and wonder if they would believe you
if you told them
and the truth
stretches and aches
in your ribcage,
it claws and twists
and makes demands

and you
and you say:

good. been really good.

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i missed you and thought of you often.

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thank you all, I am overwhelmed. will try to come here oftener

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lessons and faith

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three of us and baby we are bad ass motherfuckers

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and then Time began to slide away right through our hands like the muddy pond bottom would squish through our bare toes. and the summer time

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you are my worst case scenario

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i wonder if i'll ever smile when i think about you

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we never touched it or called it by name out of fear of it growing stronger

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and sometimes i wish you were dead or lost or in jail, something, ya know, some some something other than what you are, my friend.

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and i write to you and i write to you and you read none and never reply and i've gotten used to falling to my knees.

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common sense says i must stop writing to you or i'll never heal. i don't trust that bitch much tho cause she's never around when i need her.

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i left the tower the way it was, didn't shake with anger and hurt and pain and destroy it thoroughly like the one you built at Isleys.

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i fished this morning beneath the bridge where the teenagers party at night. someone had made a little rock tower, a reminder of you.

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just me and him and this Stockholm syndrome.

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what if they realized
they were living in paradise?