Sometimes pain does circles around my chest like it’s building a nest, like it’s planning to live there. I pull my eyes up high, “get over it, get over it,” I preach, “resist, resist, resist crying.” Yeah, so what? What of it? I am not stone. I may stand here statuesque sometimes, if there’s something you want to know, something you want to say – just ASK! But I will probably never know cuz it’s a do as I say, not as I do – counteractive sermon; slap another on the back with solutions. It’s a proactive approach to human emotion or, is it just my way, with you. Now there’s this heavy body of pain nesting. My chest is gaining weight and my mind is regressing, regressing, regressing. I want your arms without question and then I question as they are outstretching. No time to reneg, no time to take it back, retract your awful mistake. No time, what of it?. . .You want to make something of it? Something you want to know? Something you want to say? Something you want to ask? Then just say it.Sometimes pain does circles around my chest like it’s building a nest, like it’s planning to live there. I pull my eyes up high, “get over it, get over it,” I preach, “resist, resist, resist crying.” Yeah, so what? What of it? I am not stone. I may stand here statuesque sometimes, if there’s something you want to know, something you want to say – just ASK! But I will probably never know cuz it’s a do as I say, not as I do – counteractive sermon; slap another on the back with solutions. It’s a proactive approach to human emotion or, is it just my way, with you. Now there’s this heavy body of pain nesting. My chest is gaining weight and my mind is regressing, regressing, regressing. I want your arms without question and then I question as they are outstretching. No time to reneg, no time to take it back, retract your awful mistake. No time, what of it?. . .You want to make something of it? Something you want to know? Something you want to say? Something you want to ask? Then just say it.

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