I can't let life slip through
the cracks in my grip, falling
to the ground, breaking in two
leaving me scrambling, crawiling
to pick up the pieces I
alone let shatter into nothing.
It is my responsibility to try
to not let life become so disgusting.
For if I let life slip through
there is no one to save it;
not him, not her, no not you
can provide the support I gave it.
Life is solely what I decide
no one can affect my legacy.
And if I ever find the God that presides
over us...well sorry for the truancy.
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