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hear my words
I let it go
I let it out
I let myself decide.
From what is real
From what is not
From the other side.
And when you free fall you don't get to choose what happens next,
But that's the point and that's the way you live in this complex,
Life. It cuts & reaps the aftermath from the knife
And looking up at the sky knowing there's no limit now
Feeling of emotions that have been held down
But later then not you really did decide
Because you made the choice to let the knife jab you a bit deeper,
Man, I can hardly breath, my lungs are collapsing like the world around me
& in the moment when your knees hit the floor the prayer goes out for mercy,
Don't let it hurt me anymore.
When living life in the shadows of anguish, remember to dig two graves for yourself and the ones you wish to vanquish.
This is not a story.
And this is not a tale.
You only live once, hear me, listen, and prevail. -B.W ®
