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Part of me is Fighting This
Living between the lines
The middle of a lighted memory
Facing away from the sound
Of life writing my preface
Holding close to the letters
Lying me down the aisle
‘Till my legs crack into
Broken Words
Incomplete hearts beating
In my footprints
Leaving my shadow in the sun
Drowning the letters in a forced song
Don’t stop singing
Don’t stop running
Don’t stop falling
I’m ready.