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 Aug 2018 Richard B Shick
Bree
Raging, rushing streams
Beautiful, rippling ponds
Rivers slowly rise
Sorrow-filled tears from the clouds
Under these thundering skies
 Aug 2018 Richard B Shick
Bree
Yelling
screaming
  doubting
   shouting
    kicking
     hitting
      pushing
       pulling
        falling
         crashing
          smashing
           lashing
            grabbing
             stabbing
              winning
               losing
                running
                 hiding
                  crawling
                   stalling
                    stealing
                     hunting
                      hurting
                       spying
                        crying
                         killing
                          dying
                     always lying
                   endless fighting
           When will this battle end?
I can’t do this anymore
Locked away behind this door
I’m ashamed of who I’ve become
I just need to run and run

It will all be okay
Promised that each day
Who gives a ****, anyway

Moving faster through the day
Can’t find a way to escape
Maybe I’m where I belong
Maybe that’s how far I’ve fallen

It will all be okay
Promised that each day
Who gives a ****, anyway

No matter what
Gotta keep being tough

It will all be okay
Promised that each day
Who gives a ****, anyway
Well I do ...

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