bitter mouths clash together
when words are not enough,
and the heads attached will realize
that their hearts are just not in it.
you and i are different people,
both made up for different times,
and trapped in the constant
not-quite-rightness of this place.
people who are truly lonely are most so
when they reach for one another.
you will learn, as i have learned,
that our arms are made to hold ourselves alone.
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