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should i throw some dirt

should i throw some dirt
upon this, my puppy-
brown coat, perhaps
draw you in to see i
need your help here,
i need someone to
hold on to when i
slip into those drag-
downs, tallied up to
push me down when
i try, i rise, i fall again
but i’ll push harder now
maybe i’ll become a
man, a responsibility’s–
will you let me know
or should i guess at
some other ocassion,
not when these hands
keep lifting me from
free-falling, you raise me
to float, to peak, to
drift, caught in you
in spin in thought of
you, a line i drew
to never cross, as
we’re not meant to..

real

poison’d, lobed,

faught to say it, but you know i’d never be able to love you as you need be,
love.

and however much i know of these, yours,
well, see, i

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