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Finding Beauty in Chaos

Just here in the dark where I comeback
Silently seated, not wanting to talk
I hate human presence, just the noise
Nonsense questions, how to stop them?

Body's aching, mind's blowing
Now wondering, how's life without pain?
At nine in the evening, in this dark green sweater
I just wish to breathe in

For I closed doors again
I thought I knew how to draw it in
Mouth shut and couldn't talk
Trying to find beauty in chaos

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Written: March 15, 2023
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