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Relapse

Solitude used to be an escape route

from the chaos of life. 

My room was once a safe haven 

from the scary world around me. 

My house used to be a welcome sight

after a long day. 

None of those things are what they once were. 

Being stuck in one place for 59 days does that to a person. 

My house is no longer home,

the blue walls no longer friendly and welcoming. 

My r...

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To Fly

It's been a while since I dove

deep into the world of poetry. 

It's been a while since I wrote

words that meant something to me

for everyone else to see. 

I forgot how it felt to put myself on display. 

To feel the words under my wings and fly. 

I disappeared into reality, never to be seen again. 

I swam in vast oceans of my thoughts. 

I drove across highways of expectat...

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