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Let it flow free. Be free. Be renewed. 

Lead me to a place of solitude 
where I might recreate the 
flow of energy 
through a 
tunnel of doubt. 

Flavour me with the spices of growth. 

Let it flow free. Be free. Be renewed. 

I am not hearing a word you say. 
I am not listening. 
I will not concede a single compromise. 

Not anymore. Not anymore. 

So be it as you wish it. You who demand 
I make a contribution to the 
flippant hall of pain. 

I will not live here. 
You cannot force me to feel 
or to 
be an image 
of a shadow. 

I am just me. I am just me. 

Come to me with malice in words. 
Strike me. Emotionally batter the 
core of my soul. 

I will not attempt to correct you. 
Make up your visions 
as you see fit. 

Leave me alone. 
I don't want to play anymore. 

We put our play money down. 
Our game had ended. 
Neither of us won. 
Neither of us lost. 
Neither of us knew what 
the outcome was 
supposed to be. 

Breathe on me the breath of silence. 

I will become quiet. 
I will shut myself 
into the label you have 
modified for me. 

I am a memory for you. 
You are a stranger to me. 

Let me go. Let me flop myself 
into a comfortable 
position. 

I am not a broken toy. 
I am a broken man. 
Come to me with your dagger 
at the ready. 
Stabbing, you do not seem to 
realize you 
have been 
cutting into the fabric 
of our life. 

Let it end. 
I am waste material 
that has been flushed 
down the drain of 
pretend. 

Come to me fickle words. Lift the 
black flag from the flagpole 
of retreat.