Belly flopping in my emotions
The haunting of the conscience
They said "close your eyes and say a prayer"
I closed my eyes and prayed for peace
Not before I said thank you for each eve
I'm able to lay and awaken in the physical
I became remissive in my psychological
No quaint foreplay
Disasters increased its treble
Letting go of the "could be"
Accepting growths possibilities
I had to forgive myself
Eliminating derivatives of clutter
Some things are designed to be passing through
Here I am defined by the growth after you
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