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Fragments of Me Part 4

Piece 4: Life's Libra

By LIFE MAZIPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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I hold both art and people in separate hands

And weigh out which one is heavier.

Somewhere along the line I learnt that if something had more weight

And substance to it,

It was worth more

As it feels realer.

One one hand, people can be touched.

They can be felt, smelt, hugged and f-

Tucked into bed with you so you won't feel alone.

On the other hand, art is easier to open up to.

You don't have to feel bad about wanting to drown

When you listen to the cries of someone else,

Or stare into someone's soul which has been painted

And is on the wall of the world for you to see.

Art can take you to another place

Even if it's not physically

Especially when it's because of people

That you are hurting and dream of escaping.

My whole life I've tried to grow attatched to something

Which cannot hurt me,

So the hand hoding art descends lower

And begins to shake and quiver

As I beg for it to never betray me.

surreal poetry
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About the Creator

LIFE MAZI

A RELIC OF GROWTH

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