Deny today
I will not see the light this way
Ignore the child's cries and say
I wish I listened as I grew up
It's frightening
The more I think about these things
The 3 ring circus beckons me
The carousel of dreams sings non-stop
The pendulum swings
Slinging forth cursed cursive beings
With the means to end it all it seems
The silent screams are never enough
Enlightening
The pain teaches you how to learn
What you despise you will grow to love
Wisdom is pain cloaked in disguise, though just
Yet hidden
From your eyes, so you grow without a crutch
What is fair? in all fairness, an opinion
Without pain, there is no growth
Without growth, there is no us
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