Beat up and leave negativity,
Where it is.
Don't grieve over it.
Or assist to heal,
Repeated wounds revealed.
Beat up and leave negativity,
Where it is.
Forget it to rid it.
And be very specific.
Or it will just sit...
Watching you get more,
Piddled in pits!
Dawdled and frazzled,
Losing your wits.
No negativity is worth this fit!
Beat it and leave it just where it sits.
And don't assist to heal its wounds.
Shove it until you can dismiss its gloom.
Forget it to rid it.
Don't listen to it insist....
As it leaves you alone piddled in pits!
Dawdled and frazzled,
With a losing of wits.
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