My River of Release

By , Monticello, AR
Why should I fight it again?

Why should I try again?



I can feel it all brimming.

The reasons lingering, in my tear it's swimming.



Maybe I should fight it one more time,

Just for it to prove that I'm not mine.



I've belonged to it for so long.

That I don't even care now that it's wrong.



It'll take me one day, in a river of release.

It's the only way to make the voice of it cease.





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