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3-2-17
Stuck Without Control
As I walk the lonely roads
that lead to nowhere with no end,
I find myself stuck
without control.
As I swim the lake with
promising strokes hit by
vigilant waves,
targeting to revise
my character,
I find myself stuck
without control.
As I sit and visualize
the world through
my potentially restrained eyes,
my sight lands squarely to a nation
with no resurgence.
I find myself stuck
without control.
Long nights on the grind,
blisters that bleed
from the miles I've walked
on my delinquent feet,
lubricated by lucrative thoughts
of my mind,
I find myself stuck
without control.
By: Anthony Heard #487345
(Real Talk Always)
blog: http://betweenthebars.org/blogs/6558
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