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twisted shit.

Your eyes are all upon me,
Staring into the rise,
Waiting for the fall,
My back it turns to the wall,
Again to hide the tears that crawl down my face,
Don't come any closer,
This selfdom sorrow space,
The stairs seem to drain,
This heart of pain
I can't hold it in,
This palace of disgrace,
Look away,
Don't fall in,
The depths,
This hollow within,
Walk away from me,
Your right there,
As i turn around,
You know its fucked up,
I can tell,
Your there,
You follow,
This horrific pill i must swallow,
It sits within my throat,
I cough it back up,
Afraid to choke,
This part of life i much let go,
The moment is drawing near,
I can't survive,
I'm suffocating in here,
Remove the vowels,
Of stolen love,
Beneath my skin,
Peel it back ,
Breath life in,
Its so fucking hard ,
This compulsive repeating thread,
I won't slow down,
I won't be dead,
I just want the pieces of you removed from my head,
Get up in the morning from my bed,
To love this new life,
And respect my rights instead,
I'm glad you were there to stair right through my mind,
Reminding me,
I'm loving and kind,
Escaping the twisted shit inside my mind.

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Glenn Marchand

Life often challenges us to rebuild us. I wish you the warmth of Spirit.

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you Glenn, something i except with gratitude, much love to you xx

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Ravindra Kumar

Excellent,..perfect delivery of a smooth and fair mind,...I like the poem.

Ravindra Kumar

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