Sean Starr

Artist, Creative Director, and Author

The Past Dies Every Day

It swallows me

it devours me

this loneliness that you created

NO.

this loneliness we created

NO.

this loneliness I created

Distractions help me

but distractions don't help you grow

my body still

feeling nothing

reacting to nothing

you still tear at me

like a wild beast

I am hiding now

using a thin shadow

with every rising sun

it becomes clearer

who I have become

NO.

who I have always been

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