Is Their Any Other Way

One line separated. Broken into two. Intersected perpendicular down the middle. Now, I’ve crossed you. Unable to play “disabled”, switching channels, call it cable. Hard to believe the old days are through. Once again may I dream about you. A me who was clueless and never knew. The struggle of hardships and the senseless pain, the will to live must endure through. I feel my blood thicken, reaction to anger quicken. Never feel that powerless again. A peace of mind, holding onto pain, will cost you.

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