I'd Rather Not Say

June 8, 2009
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A person that is filled with lead and slowed
I'd rather not say
A drowning shell of beauty
Sickly arms are held out
This is all I know
Pushing away mangled hair
Muffles breaths choking regret
A guilty bile left
A new season stalks
I'd rather not say
Laughter, sighs, grinning days
Gone somewhere else
Yearning for a time unseen
A day when perfection reached
Will release pulled tension
Seared slick of anguish
A ban of all pain swallowed
Sucking tissue of gut and limb
A life may be left
I'd rather not say these truths I am hiding
Never again
Her life is not worth much

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