Nail crushes nail?
I do not know.
They don’t die that easily.
It seems some things
Let them be like scarecrows,
in a wheat field.
It seems like we always need someone
Of something that can take the place,
fill a void.
You thought it would pass, like a bruise.
I want to learn to be enough,
without waiting for someone new
that upsets me
I want the poison that I have inside,
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