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You can trip and take me down You may hurt and make me cry Even back me in a corner Take it all from me, you’ll try Make this pain inside my brain Till the water works run dry I’m confused or now insane How I was when I was high Spit at me and give me shame Say that all my words are lies Just a pawn inside your game Hell is where I’ll burn and fry Strip me till I have no name In this shell to rot and die Try to make me something plain But will never say ‘goodbye’ Acting weak is how I feign Have for you a big surprise Nothing for you but disdain Keep me down or so you tried Not pathetic or so tame Life I’m taking back is mine Thunder roaring is the train You’re a joke and one that's wry No more constantly a strain As I look out at the sky Cork that’s popped from crisp champagne Rising up and now I fly
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Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 2:28 PM UTC
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You can trip and take me down You may hurt and make me cry Even back me in a corner Take it all from me, you’ll try Make this pain inside my brain Till the water works run dry I’m confused or now insane How I was when I was high Spit at me and give me shame Say that all my words are lies Just a pawn inside your game Hell is where I’ll burn and fry Strip me till I have no name In this shell to rot and die Try to make me something plain But will never say ‘goodbye’ Acting weak is how I feign Have for you a big surprise Nothing for you but disdain Keep me down or so you tried Not pathetic or so tame Life I’m taking back is mine Thunder roaring is the train You’re a joke and one that's wry No more constantly a strain As I look out at the sky Cork that’s popped from crisp champagne Rising up and now I fly
Written: December 8, 2018 All rights reserved. [Trochaic trimeter format with masculine ending] This was written inspirationally and as a tribute to a friend of mine who was dealing with an unhealthy relationship and is now finding her way out of it.
micrography-mike-d
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48/M/Massachusetts
Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 2:28 PM UTC
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