All People

You and I,
we were undoing
since the very
beginning,
you and I,
we were always
unraveling,
bearing at the
very nerve
of the unbearable,
you, always
dying on
the inside,
and I, unable
to bear
who you were
on the outside;
too different,
we were,
to ever amount
to just one,
with so many
innumerables
of you,
who could never
seem to reconcile
the face
with the mask,
and the heart
with the ego,
and how, out of
all people,
I knew;
the all of you,
I knew.

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