i always
longed
for growth
to be
to become
to love
to lust
for something
i knew nothing of
and here i am
standing before
wondering where
everything goes
when it goes
if it could float back
if life was simple
like it was
before i knew
how sad
it hurts
to be
the hurt of be
words by dominic riccitello
words by dominic riccitello
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