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I pulled the plug-----:=

Un-daunting task
said "I"

What a frightening breed

...And just before that act
there was a woman of pain

Bathed in medicine
with a zippered heart-:-:-

She lived and breathed
as a collector

Resembling a magnet=
she would take your germ
the virus and strain of illness
that kept the human being suffering

Lost and wasteful
metal scarred

I am not a healer
but just a unseen vacuum
inhaling from those of disease

Chewing antibiotics
for my mental whiplash

The taste remains
without asking

To suffer a burnt wing
from an internal "H-LL"

...and yet I walked by faith
with courage to know and hope
there is a reason for such chaos

-CANCER what is your meaning?
this one is a monster

Thru the unknown moving doors
I've had to barge with all my might
to accept my reception in this life
and to what would be there waiting

-DEPRESSION what is your problem?
this one sits heavy upon you

The humbling moment flashed
before my eyes and center
a rip sounded and exposed
the reason of my existence

-MESSENGER a ginny pig
inside a suit of human agony

Twisting the I to she
Yes we are the same
in one and all creation

I am you and you are me
an exile and an anatomy
cradling our substance

The energy of self and creation
the teeter has last tottered
and it has snapped in half

YIN has lost YANG
They have split into 2

There is nothing for 2
but for the order of 1

2 is a separation
of 1

I repeat this message:

We are broken people
dying to know our soul-mate

-HUMAN DEBRIS a deteriorating generation
torn into madness and failure

After careful and exhausting
evaluation, I tire and need
a new body

...And for this reason:

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Written by,
Abby lynn,
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2011

Have you ever felt pain and suffering
from others? I am sure you have!
But some of us actually collect from them;
It is a gift and a death sentence. It is too much
for one human to conceive!

The taste is rancid and humbling-

We carry heavy body's as we walk thru this life...

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