slow,
stopping for shelter,
the thoughts are ultimately distracting,
worse than anything that can actually be seen,
like a slow acting poison that seeps on in,
more disgusting than an addicted
homeless person trading a dog for drugs,
a really powerfull diversion can only
do so much
and bitterness is inherent in the system
when trust curled up and died before birth,
and no one,
even you,
can heal that wound
unless we can both
jump in the volcano

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