Moving On
Don't tell me
To move on
How can I
When the waves
Are pulling me
In the other direction
How can I
When the quicksand
Is choking me
How can I
When the mind
Is no longer developing
How can I
When I do not
Know how to love properly
How can I
When he is screaming
All the time
How can I
When he is free
And there is no justice
For me
-ally
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