Sometimes I feel the sadness as it creeps
It finds a whole in my shell, and slithers through
It sees an imperfection, and into it the darkness seeps
You see for me the sadness follows, it never leaves me alone
For me the sadness shows itself when I hide my face in the dark
For me the shadows enter through the door when I find my way home
Showing me I cannot run from what lingers in my soul
Reminding me that pain will slither in again soon
Reminding me that I cannot run from something that is part of what makes me whole
Words From The Borderline 
Beyond fantastic
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may you find a way to accept and love, what’s inside that sadness?
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Fantastic.
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thanks buddy
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Keep writing. The world needs more poets – especially the not-crappy-faux-typewriter-font-instagram ones.
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ha ha-you too 🙂
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I can relate to this so much. hugs
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That’s why I like your writing so much too. We relate in a lot of way Rayne hugs back
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Thank you! 🙂 🙂
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