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West of House

by Michael Channing

West of House from If These Walls Could Hit Back by Michael Channing

this is my shadow
cast by the tree
at the top of the hill
planted for me
this is my hill
west of the house
where i'm never wanted
until i run out

i'm alive
i'm aware
that others have it worse than me
but i don't fucking care
leave me alone
let me cry
this is between me and the sky
leave me alone

this is my light
my dwindling rune
cupped in my hands
spilled from the moon
this is my moon
caught in the tree
shrinking to nothing
soon enough free

i'm alive
i'm aware
that others have it worse than me
but i don't fucking care
leave me alone
let me cry
this is between me and the sky
leave me alone

Fool That I Was


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