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People often tell me to write down the words that I can’t seem to let go of
That’s like saying to a cop “let go of the attack dog, it’ll be fine”
It can’t happen
Most humans are 70% water
But I
I am 60% water 5% bullshit and 5% words
So for once ill cut the shit and allow the words to flow
I think it’ll take the weight off
We are all books, novels
We all have stories
My story weighs heavy on my back
I am slave carrying the block on my back
I refuse to rise up; I refuse to open up to many people
The repercussion seem too biblical and I wasn’t one for torah study
I swear bodies are poetry.
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(Source: jerrifinch.com, via timid)
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