Mikey Die
Bereavement Fare
fix that fear into me
back where its supposed to be
i've grown to adore it
with its akward appeal
that somehow makes me feel
so much better for it
old habits die
when forced to collide
but i'd rather be sure
it wasn't easier before
this gentle exchange
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i can steady my hands
sure as i know i am
fit to afford it
it would help if i felt
that i could trust myself
but its too important
on the thin line between
what excites me
and what scares me to death
stands a captor
posed in direct lighting
waiting with baited breath
and sympathies die
when forced to collide
i'd rather be sure
we're inclined to ignore
what dangles above
every last one of us
so still i
long for a scene
of untarnished green
to poke its head through
the intolerably crude
state of what used to be somewhere that i
felt comfortable inside
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