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Memories pulse like an unstable current Thoughts spiral and collapse out of my skull Emotions collide with words and spit themselves out And I'm left choking with regret All the reasons spin and twist into excuses for desire Can't grow a thing without tilling the soil first Can't grow out of the old clothes, if you never stand up straight The world looks different when I can look you in the eye Appetite for destruction, but you never leave the house It's getting hard to hide and now they don't
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spoken wordpoetry
