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[friendsofstrays]

we're pushed and we're pulled within the same motion
something hidden then revealed
cant even be seen when its inside yourself
like your heart
always running on automatic life support
if we lose love for one second reality collapses
i want to return the favor
give thanks for the years of labor
i hear it's better than recieving
but where do i find the motivation?

feels like i'm sleeping all day long
and the science of waking up leaves me cold
feeling guilty
arguing with your body is a hard fight to win

i want to kindle this spark
and garb my heart in lightness
i'll slough off these chains
and dive into the brightness