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crave

Too tired to care,
too aware not too,
I cannot pull the wisdom craved,
talking down to anything lower,
hate to be a burden, teach me something I don’t
know or they’re cutting your throat.
Pressed out during this season,
unlike last time, when we experienced in fragments,
submit to oneself & no other deity.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCgZCmCJJoCVwq2M3GH8VzLQ

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Too many to name

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Comments

Candlewitch

Candlewitch

3 years 4 months ago

hello,

the first two lines are the heart of the poem. I can really relate to this!

*hugs, Cat

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Tracey Underwood

Tracey Underwood

3 years 4 months ago

Great!

I liked the feeling of your poem. It has soul. Thanks for sharing. Love and light. Namaste