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Lather, Rinse, Repeat

I search and search

For the muse


But once I find her

I remember


How sad she is

How mad she is


I remember


She is a friend


That tortures me


She floods me

Fills me up

With inspiration

For depressing

Relatable

Words

That I get to feed


To you


Once I find her again

I dream of peace

And once I’ve found peace again

I search for her


Lather, rinse, repeat.



-C.H.

 
 
 

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