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May 2019
I'm hanging over the edge
Not dead
Not alive
Not knowing where I'm going
Not there

There's a build up in my system
constant disrupt
It hums us to sleep at night
not to be sweet
but to knot up your insides
with terrible dreams


I recall a bettering
In my days ahead
My body will become resilient
Highly trained to dodge the prodding
And set my sights on the obvious
So what if were all lost
How have we not conjured a way
To live back to basic
Thrive In the wave
That our ancestors made for us
Could you embrace all my layers
I pray your the one who can take me as I am
Bowedbranches
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Bowedbranches  26/F/TN, Usa
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