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Buried Alive

there is a lot of pain that I never told

for the sake of keeping peace

for the sake of keeping friends

for the sake of keeping love

so I buried it in my backyard

stomped

it

so

hard

i thought i was jumping for joy

until i forgot

until one day in that same yard

once filled with peace

once filled with friends

once filled with love

once filled

was not empty

but broken open by full, bitter, twisted, thorns

that swallow everything

and uprooting proves

that being full is the most painful thing of all