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Withered

Nov 25, 2022
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Updated: Dec 5, 2022

By Mili Mahajan





I pray and I plead

To make my conditions agree with me

And the next time I test , I see the light go red

And so I plead

Until it brushes off

Lightness now beams

And the cycle goes on

If not I,

You can make it right

Is it a pray

Or just a vice?




Don't let me down just give me the manual

And I'll make it my Bible

Adhering at every step

Or seeking penance

Because withering in me is unmanageable

Hold it for me, until then I plea

To this devotion , what I think it is

I get proud of what regard it is

Or is it just a fearful grip?

Making me weak and snatching control

To adhere is to love

And what love is it if my own self is disrupt


By Mili Mahajan





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