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LOVE

Is it better to die quickly or burn slowly?
 
Am I confused beyond belief? My mind has wondered to a point where questions become answers and living becomes a repetition of night and day.
 
I have limitations with patience and aggression against myself.
 
I put faith in time......only to have “cancer” and “loneliness” consume me.
 
Humans have a tendency to trip over illusions and lies.
 
Animals survive off of instincts and senses that enable them to avoid danger.
 
Which am I?
 
I am dislocated and disoriented.
 
I miss my old self.....
 
Where is my youth?
 
Where is my freedom?
 
Why am I in a cage?
 
Why did I grow to know the world?
 
I am burning slowly by a fire I can not and will not put out.

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