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My Only Wish

I don’t think it’s right
that while I am maturing like cheese
you gallivant beyond boundaries
with your blind mice and hog
buying designer belts and bags
out of money
that’s not even yours
Sickening.

Don’t mistake me…
I am having a party without you
It’s just that the ball-and-chain
is heavy
and it keeps me immobile
but I can’t pick the lock…
because no one’s taught me how to do that yet
Frustrated.
Why can’t you let your tattoos speak
I have ink
I just need paper and lines
a chapter to close
a door to never
open again…
Please.
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Author:

I am a dentist and in between patients I am a writer. I have been a blogger since 2004 and writing is something that is most natural to me, like breathing air... words are my sustenance and this blog, is my breathing space.

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