65. Shotgun

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Let the sunlight in when I have no breath left
Pegged on legends of settling in for the day
Nowhere for me to go but back
Though I rest on you and love on you
So I stay
Amidst yells and the feverish pitch of my disappointment
Sitting unclean and angry
I can threaten again but you now know
You've seen through the mirror
A menagerie of control and empathy
Neutralized for now until the next
Chk-chk of your ammunition
Blow me away into your morning
And I'll never return

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