Cooking
pieces of me
in a simmering sauce
of mistakes
I can taste
those dreams
I was too afraid
to chase
The next me
growing
from the carcass
of the last
Too big now
for fear
to hold me
back
pieces of me
in a simmering sauce
of mistakes
I can taste
those dreams
I was too afraid
to chase
The next me
growing
from the carcass
of the last
Too big now
for fear
to hold me
back
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