//lost #2//

Take two.


I’ve always documented too much
And remembered too little
Sometimes even learnt too much
But experienced too little
In every little perforation
Of my life that I’ve tried to excavate
There’s too much loss that I have found
Sometimes it has shocked me
Other times I’m spellbound
By my constant refusal to accept
And acknowledge that what I felt
Can count, that it happened and
It was real even if I had supposedly
pushed it out of my system to preserve
My sanity, always afraid of being drowned.

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