don't strike me down
i hate hitting this ground.
stop the possessing
stop the obsessing
cease these thoughts that tire me.
allow the bliss to enfold me
i want to get tangled up in the way of ease.
i want my fingers to run freely and unravel from my thumbs.
tweedledee, tweedledum
why must i be chained to the pillar?
cut these binds; they are visible only to you.
i wish to be free.
mirror just break.
each stumble scrapes, and tears cause rivers.
i don't want to be given wings to have them chiseled away once i reach the sky.
why come back here, it's not the starting point but certainly not the end.
let me go.
let me rise and never return.
We were meant to stumble and cry but only to continue
mirror I ask, let me go.
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