Theres a concrete woman below the windowsill
And a concrete woman in the doorway as well
Wont easily budge
Takes too long for the heat to crack them down
Embraces are cold
And jabbingly break ribs
Kisses cut lips
Without their meaning to
A soulless inanimate object
An obstacle I cant overcome
Making me a victim of fear as well














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Burning, brightly across the sky
Tears of the heavens raining down upon us
But a moment of joy
For hours of longing
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I have autism. I speak for myself. Autism Speaks DOES NOT!
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Burning, brightly across the sky
Tears of the heavens raining down upon us
But a moment of joy
For hours of longing
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