Poetic Rambling.... exhibit A
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I’ve elevated the anticipation,
Filling a void of need-
With all the pain in the world.
It’s a crossroads of sorts,
Where you realize that you’re not fallen,
But that you never rose at all.
That the odds were against you,
And you fought through the blood-
The anguish, and the pain…
Until breathing became harder-
Than living ever was…
©CS