didn’t know it

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familiar the pain of the unrequited
it’s sting so dull
deep
continuous
it’s force uninvited
taking the breath until you no longer feel
clouded eyes see only the heart
weakened by time
force
weariness
it can not be smart
never thinking through things left unsaid
a face that wears tears
stained
dry
realization strikes panic, fears
forever being alone in a crowd of one

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About Sars

I am the full time rider/conductor of the Bi-Polar Express (2.oh!) Welcome to my ride. Please keep hands and feet inside the pretty pink car at all times, for your safety of course. Rose colored glasses are not only encouraged, but required.