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ReplyDelete,I’m not helpless
I can help this
Was all weakness
Til i felt this
Then it came to me
the treasure
Of this measure
i have wealth in.
to explain to
someone else
(Is hard)
They gotta flex
I their mental health
(In part)
To recognize
the stealth
that diving to
the bottom sells us
I'm not helpless
the separation
subjugation
causes
seems as if
damnation
Had been rendered
Id surrendered
Certain Id been
Crafted tender
What countered
This distruction
was an inner
Mass eruption
Of my logic
I’m no prophet
Yet I’m past
such repercussions
I call others
Join discussion
In the path passed
past destruction
I’m not helpless
Never felt this
Gonna tell this
Never helpless
Was on bottom
Was out numbered
Kearned a lot
not going under
i didnt lose
Instead life taught 'em
Yea that got em
Who'd have thought?
When reconsidered,
I'm no quitter
whatever those were
Out to get we were
Not what brothers,
Sisters, mothers,
Are about
That's one another
I casted doubt out
To discover
Only this:
I'm not Helpless.
we can help this
im not helpless.
Time to sell this
Never helpless
That's amazing
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