When I fail
to understand
and process
deal with
When I ignore
and suppress
deny
my pain
and my shame
my anger
and the rage
that lives within
it cuts
me
cuts
you
cuts
Us
off
from Love
burns me
burns you
burns Us
up
into a heap
of ash
that hangs in The Air
like vog
covering
Us
so we can't see
one another
covered in ash
We
all look the same
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