Less Than Perfect

Some things are better off forgotten
buried in places we only visit alone
and you, a version like no other
until you put yourself upon a shelf

No sense when what they say is wrong
But is it? And what do you want to hear?
Maybe all the times I tore myself apart?
Was much more than I could bear

Stoic Poetry

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