Monday, April 8, 2013

The no choice go zone

To the zero point
Raw and cold
Let it hit me like a feather
Caress me with its bitterness
Taking the time with time, I will

Freed by ones incapability, confuses
Who am I to blame, who am I to thank?
Me? You? Me? You?

Look and see
Those beggar hands of mine
They need to be dusted, turned
Onto my belly
Waving hello to life's beauty

I will take pain
The one with reason, thank you
With a welcome relieve

I await the day to cry with her
Once the air hits our lungs

She, to taste my milk
I, the full taste of life

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