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Hallways
Why must there always be a sacrifice souring the taste of something nice
Just a moment on the lips but a lifetime on the back shelf of the mind
Taking up space you can’t afford
You can barely pay your rent
Not enough to need to forgive but too much to forget
Maybe you are too kind
Wandering the hallways politely knocking on every door you find
Quietly praying that what lies behind is something you can finally put behind
The quest for answers usually begins with more questions
But the beginning has long since passed us
And let’s admit that we’re really tired
And though you tried you know you can’t fix open wounds with plasters
So leave it open it’ll heal faster
Don’t romanticise the scars
But remember to bathe in the beauty of the chaos
Because you are on your way to the stars
Even if your estimate was way off
Copyright ©
Kate Morris
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