I felt as I read, that there was an awkwardness. Perhaps the cadence in my head was not flowing with the poem. How do I explain myself. I had the sense of walking a straight line, then, an occasional bump. Perhaps the bumps were purposeful. In any case, it got me writing this. I can only approach this from my own point of view. No one shares the same view. I felt the anger, I felt the sadness, I felt the pointlessness of trying to get through to someone who just won't listen and walks away. Sounds like my family lol.
I felt as though, in some ways, you were holding back. Like what you really wanted to say was hidden behind a vial. I think I read this 10 times.
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