As bizarre as it sounds

As incongruent as it may seem

Perhaps I truly stand alone.

 

Piece by piece, you take me apart

My brain floats downstream into oblivion

The rest of me whispers to the ocean

 

Spears & daggers are shot into the wind

Aimed towards my temples

No resistance

Leaving me deformed.

 

They say,

Only the bravest can reveal their vulnerability

So I cried.

When I was done,

I collected my tears in a wash-basin

And washed my hair with it

Passion over perfection, right?

 

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