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Not In Straight Line

*pic courtesy - painting taken from pinterest. I am telling you I am not perfect My bed is messed up all day long I have been said I am nothing but wrong My voice cracks open a tragic song My closet has clothes that don't fit me There are times when even my dog doesn't sit with me I am telling you Life is not supposed to be.. What you want to see.. I have been thrown out, shouted at, made fun of,  everytime I want to change and be free.. I have been called arrogant, stupid, mad, with ideas that shatter... I discovered things that no one in the room thought but only if it could matter.. I am telling you That people aren't perfect and nor they will ever be... If you wait for them to align You will be the one being struck out of line Don't think every criticism is fine Some are horrific with absurd design So what if I am not perfect I can tell that imperfection is abstract Breaking the rules is not nodding to solicitations I have tried, failed, then tried back ...
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Run
To the arms of your beloved..
To the warmth of mother’s smother.
To the swamp of friends..
Who will catch you as you fall behind.
To the lump of earth..
Who will ground you on a desired find.
Run..
To the land of hopes..
Gripping on the rope tightly.
Give up a fair fight before it elopes.
Run..
Back to the times..
When someone held your fingers..
And gave a nudge to walk.
Laughter echoes while hearts applauded looking at you talk.
Run..
To the farm house..
Surrounded by your cousins lot..
Where you fought , shout , and slept cuddling each other.
Where all that meant was spending as much time together.
Run..
To the midnight charms..
To the calms beyond the lusciousness.
To the now you won’t believe…
How we obnoxiously rekindled kindness.
How we unknowingly forgot to be satisfied..
And instead ran away from our own slot of forgiveness.

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