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May come to Your advantage, my strength taken for granted,
If You've chose to sit, then of course You couldn't stand it.
You chose to be blind, I chose to be abandoned,
I'm out of mind, therefore for You I vanished,
Your lack of actions, caused me to be a has been,
or given circumstances intertwined into a casket.
flabbergasted that everyone seems mellow, don't want to meddle,
"his skin thick like kevlar, heavy metal",
may display pearly whites, feeling a tinge of yellow,
wants'more heat that marsh mellow, will melt fellows.
Violin? hell a cello too small for my pity to be singing in,
multiply that by the amount of sand I'm quickly sinking in,
thinking in, resting in, arrest my body, not the rest of this:
Need more than two hands, like if Goro was ambidextrous,
there is no question, to the "concerned" pedestrians.
That I'm in the worst situation anyone can get them in--
to understand the feelings that I'm rendering,
don't intend to mention them,
cause contact alone, would have most of You surrendering.
Even though Your lack of urgency is an impediment,
keep grinding hard until I'm a part of the sediment,
because I wasn't the offender but that's obviously irrelevant,
blacker than the kettle but may be for the betterment.
Until then, I Pray this year will be a better one, for everyone.
Suggest ya don't get settled, at least until the settlement.

instead of chains, You depart and broke my heart
but there's a chance You could still do Your part
if You thought You've already been a part of or just being apart
consider going extra hard--er, unless You concur
because this deterrence on my life is something they prefer
but if it's something You differ from,
I'm wanting to be heard from,
instead I'm drowning in the tears that's causing my submersion.