Partial

Never is there one
nor is there only
Something is never singular
and it can not be alone.

The world is based
on dualities
It is what we feed
our truth with
and it is how we
bury our lies.

It's wrong.

We never dislike
our soulmate
We just like the
neighbor woman better.

Nor do we turn off
the light
We just turn on
the darkness.

And when someone
drives a pole
through your heart,
you realise that
you live in a partial world.

A partial heart
discriminates,
a partial heart
corrupts.



Så mycket skit man kan uppleva från vissa människor.
Pappa lagade en god påskmiddag idag i alla fall :)

Snart klar med skolan, ska försöka se till att få igång diktskrivandet på allvar.
Trevlig helg :)

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