Don’t try to rescue me with mediocrity
Tossing out life lines of disparity and charity
DON’T…rescue me
Leave….ME…..BE
Let me die…
Let my soul strain to breathe and ache to survive
Let my battered burrowed brow find its peace
In the silence and stabbing resonance of…defeat?
these lines spoke volumes to me trin...
holy moses...i am in awe of your strong soulful pen once again...
hopefully i won't wither away
b4 i read another one of your joints...
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