some days i wish
i could flatten the curve
of my feeling.
when the curve swings so low
i wish that my heart
would stop beating.
sweet chariot,
swing low to scoop me up,
to carry me home.
i don't really want
to be flattened.
i want to be known.
day 4 prompt: curves
i could flatten the curve
of my feeling.
when the curve swings so low
i wish that my heart
would stop beating.
sweet chariot,
swing low to scoop me up,
to carry me home.
i don't really want
to be flattened.
i want to be known.
day 4 prompt: curves
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