constant limiting

commonplace as the arrangements are,
one day I knew things would change,
normal was not a word in my life,
so I accepted that the times were changing,
testing myself by setting goals so high and
applying what I know so I can move on and grow,
nearest to the one I always want to work for,
totally altering everything is better than dead,
let the melting of an incorrect opinion happen,
include being thankful in each days ending,
must every interaction be
indicitive of the past that cut us up,
then throw us out to the wolves,
if i ever leave know i did it all for you,
not a day went by i didn’t want you to have everything,
getting over the past i almost died for
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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