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Oct 2018
Don’t send it
Don’t send it
It’s a trap
The reaction is how you react
This end is how you don’t come back
There is no peace here
There is no self respect
The power is your will
And what they won’t expect
Turn a new table, a new leaf
Take a leaf from the table
Remove the seat
Smaller isn’t less complete
What you need to see is underneath
It’s at your feet
Keep still here
Keep still here
Look from this place
Your mind locked on the right face
Put a blanket over the clocks
There’s no time
You know what’s on the line
Don’t answer
There’s no answers here
Just lies
Take it in
Take it in stride
If you release
Then your released
You had to see how
You watched it all fall
You watched it all tangle
You held it up against its will
You strained yourself
You distained yourself
Felt your defeat
And when yours eyes strained out of your
God ****** mind  
From below, you saw a new angle
And from this place, maybe
Just maybe
You’ll stand on your feet
Written by
Marie  34/F/Ohio
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