How many times
can I write a rhyme?
Until my mouth sours like a lime
and I crumble under the divine?
How much longer can I go
until I fall over like the last domino?
Is it when I reach my lowest low,
when I can no longer say no?
How much more can I bear
until I fall out from under my chair?
Is it when I dare
to lay my soul bare?
How much longer can I last
until it is all too vast?
is it when I finally crash
from the weight of my past?
when will I know?
It will show
when I begin to go with the flow
and let my crown of indigo
take me with the undertow.
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