Head on straight or cross-threaded?
never fear that's always dreaded!
beauty is here to come and get us
twill lift the frown and bring back the clown!
old memories seemingly are quick to drown,
chopped brutalities that crumble and let us,
seeing what we have and smiling all around!
to neutralize and categorize sheds light
not letting the petty carry our plight
fortunate we are to feel these ups and downs
lets face it pain lets us know that we're alive
for we lose when these tensions are allowed to drive and thrive
it's how lucky we are to feel and breathe in these sounds
stop crying, keep trying, and things will eventually realize!
it's where you're supposed to be so don't regret it
accept it and welcome it these are lessons
its not always the physical that seeks its respite
transgressions, regressions, and progressions,
are parcel, formulaic, and spin like a drill bit
coursing through the wood they find their obsession,
all the while standing, smiling and dissolving this digression
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