Thursday, February 18, 2010

Let Me Fall

Desperate cries for help are written in between the lines of words we write. You can hear them in the pauses between the words we say. Pleads for rescue from self destruction. But you weren't crying out for rescue, but release. You'd been saved by slipped from freedom into captivity. Your silent cries were not out of a need to be held up, bu let go. You plead your case and with clarity said what you wanted. Then came the verdict and was in your favor. So fall.

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