Posting poems in journals since submitting them isn't working :U
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my life is on the waiting list
to be rewritten.
tell me what to expect when
i see the faces of flesh
turn upside down.
can i not be
what most expect?
i ride my own storms,
showing that i'm
abnormal, strange.
i scream saying
hear me, hear me.
i jump off the edge of light
shouting
see me, see me.
i can fight darkness,
escape the tentacles of the mouth.
if only you would open your eyes,
telling me
i am here, i am here.

but who
would think of that?