People
as baggage
Needed
to quench,
To
comfort and sweat profusely,
To
drown and pity,
To
reflect within our tears, to resemble.
To
caress, to arouse, to love, to bury.
To
replace,
To
use only for a while, to understand and finally to accept those we
can mold,
And
despise your own kind, whilst never truly hating yourself
The
End
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