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cry a little

fall or falter, doesn't matter
which you say it still feels like
i need to cry a little because
each day i die a little but not
how you'd really expect

a character, a sweeping arc
crossed lines and radicals
flexing feet to drain the twist
and fighting the red mist
of what i couldn't get past

i wished, i tried, i sighed
and settled down into a lull
slung chair moving pillows
it isn't soft, just in the way
used to be thrilling, but now
just tiring, sad, and running

but you can't run
i follow you
you can't split
unless you're ready
for four pieces
six in the room
and two alone

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