is the enemy
but it works for me
when i'm wondering
what the furture holds
should i be bold
or should i fall back
not stress
mull in my own diress
every time the dust settles
something comes along to meddle
from myself
what i felt
when you ignored my calls
you dick
you prick
but calling you names
won't make me not feel the same
way that i do
adandoned by you
so i mustn't let the silt
settle so much it builds
a wall around me
so that water can't surround me
and carry me
to the open ocean
where I can be free.

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One Responses to "Value of I in Rhyme; Musing 2"

  1. Unknown says:

    this was good, real good.

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