Emotional Upload Allelujah
Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?
I have all these feelings now, rolling around
Like the chunks in a hearty, thick soup.
They’re some of them toxic, and some quite sublime
But the mixture’s unstable. I haven’t got time
.To feel all of them, blent in a group.
So I’ll thank you to take them, if you’ll be so kind;
.If you do, you will lighten my load,
Which is far more than I can do all on my own:
At the best I can only complain, ache, and groan
So please help; I’ll applaud my upload.
I’m afraid to pollute the upload, absolutely;
Aplomb, I’m afraid I have none
I’ll pull out what’s polluted my portion of life
And I hope you’ll forgive me for causing you strife
Lord, forgive me, I pray to the Son.
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