leave me not in limbo
firing questions in oblivion
until each shot hits the thick envelope of shush
that separates us.
bullets recoil back to me
hitting a nerve,
killing my pride,
disconnecting my body to my mind, to my soul...
something so natural for us to do but so often we forget doing... breathe... when life seems to overpower you... just breathe...
firing questions in oblivion
until each shot hits the thick envelope of shush
that separates us.
bullets recoil back to me
hitting a nerve,
killing my pride,
disconnecting my body to my mind, to my soul...
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