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Suffer, suffer, cry in pain

This and that, all in vain

Hope is now, down the drain

Mind is tangled, in a strong chain

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  1. ON 3DLIVING, FAULT FINDING AND BLAME

    β™‘ Forgiveness or Revenge
    ♧ Foolishness or Knowledge
    ♀ Wit and/or Wisdom

    …these ARE The Foundations of How We Live 3DLife; so I Suggest CHOOSE!!! Carefully or Perish in SOMB (Soul Observer Mind Body) that Rhymes with WOMB…what does Bad Behaviour Mean, what does Good Behaviour Mean; why do We DisAgree about Good and Bad πŸ€” ?:

    β™‘ Respect is having The Emotional Courage to Share Personal Darkness with Each Other in The Abscence of Judgement, Altercation, Argument and Any Other Conflict EveryOne; if I Recieved Money for Every Time I Have Been Blocked Because of THEIR!!! Rage, Fury and a Perceived Lack of My Respect for THEM!!! I Would Be Incredibly RICH!!! πŸ€‘ πŸ˜†πŸ˜…πŸ˜„πŸ˜ƒπŸ˜‚πŸ˜πŸ˜€πŸ˜‰πŸ˜Š
    β™‘ Don’t Be Mean; yet what does Mean Mean πŸ€” ?
    β™‘ It’s Crystal Clear Clarity that Silence KILLS!!! People EveryOne; sure We ALL NEED!!! Linear Time Before Conversing; but to Suggest We Must Be Silenced πŸ€” ? I AM Keeping Quiet NOW!!! πŸ˜†πŸ˜…πŸ˜„πŸ˜ƒπŸ˜‚πŸ˜πŸ˜€πŸ˜‰πŸ˜Š

    …β™‘β™‘β™‘…

    …β—‡β—‡β—‡…

    …♧♧♧…

    …♀♀♀…

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  2. Hope,tangled?What more could be left,take my hope and tie it up,I will scream and shout it out,for my hope is all I got.

    Take everything but leave me with hope,I’ll be safe and sound for I have something to hold for tomorrow.

    Hope in chains,O such sad pain to feign.

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    1. When I am broke, there is nothing to hold on to
      Let me shatter into pieces
      Let me be devastated
      Let me endure pain past my limits
      Chains will eliminate my escape
      From the pleasure of breaking like glass pieces.

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      1. Chains and pleasure
        Chains and pleasure
        Ooh the leisure of sweet relief
        Found within the pain in brief
        But brief is such a piece of reef
        For all I want is eternal joy
        So let relief not be my ploy
        As I find myself within the broken pieces

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  3. Such a relatable feeling. Wondering if some things in life are even worth it anymore, wondering if the suffering is all you’ll ever know. Not sure if this is what your poem means, but it just evokes those thoughts for me. Really loved this poem, Priya! Hope you’re well, my friend!

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