I needed help
To move on,
And it was going
To take her time,
Interrupted her,
Even with warning.
And because ability
Has always been faulty,
Faultless as that is.
They injected anger
Into my habitat
My skin stung,
Without consumption.
And I wanted to scream,
How dare you!
I didn’t choose,
And I continue to pay.
Even in the fields of family love.
But, I slowly saw
the sides and angles
Of her words
hanging in the shadows
Of her own life.
Within half an hour,
I let go.
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