Slough It Off Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Slough It Off



It must be removed, from those, around me.
They are so perfect, I cannot be
any thing more than a burden.
From which end to start, peal, pull, cut, panics
a musk, It breaths.
I try to talk, the evil is so raw, thin, sliced heart.
So bad, when sleep does come, those parts
for others, must all be rejected.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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