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BROKEN RIVERS AND FLOWING GLASSES
<p><span style="background-color: transparent;">So after the tears that I bled, I shouldn’t retaliate?</span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">It feels good, you know? The thought of payback. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Just like returning a favor.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;"></span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">“You do me, I do you, man no go vex.” </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">A fine ending to a story they started.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;"></span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">You think the fire you created will warm your cold self, don’t you? </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Of course, it’s only fair that we all feel the heat.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;"></span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">They left me bleeding; they deserve to bleed. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Why should I let bygones be bygones?</span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;"></span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">But broken rivers never find the sea, you know. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Their paths divide until they drown in dust. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">And flowing glasses spill what was once whole. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Tell me, what use is the iron when it all turns to rust?</span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;"></span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Maybe revenge is just a cracked mirror, </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Reflecting faces I no longer trust. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Perhaps healing isn’t in striking back, </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">But in letting go before I’m turned to ash.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;"></span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">You don’t wake up one morning and say you feel my pain. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">There’s nothing to feel; it’s all numbness here. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Just turn a blind eye, because there’s nothing to stare at. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;"></span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Don't be scared of me, please; the feeling of revenge hasn't consumed me whole.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Fear is not an option; last I checked, fear was a feeling; it’s all numbness here.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;"></span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Sometimes I just want to make music and put it on vinyl, </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Just to see my pain rotate on its axis. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Just for no reason at all, just because I can.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;"></span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Let me leave you to bask in this finished incompleteness.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Let me leave impossibilities to be impossibilities. </span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;">Who knows what I could expect.</span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;"></span></p><p><span style="background-color: transparent;"></span></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p>
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