on repeat

weary from fighting

i sink into music sometimes

easing in like

it’s bathwater

warm on my shoulders

i wander memory-strewn streets

squint my eyes shut and

scream along silently

enjoy the rebelliousness of living

tattered lyrics

worn from much handling

find their way into my skin

the daily truth i repeat

to ward off lies

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