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... the very definition of.

 

Each day that passes
each hour that drags it's rigid hands
in counting down  
every miserable minute  
only makes me stronger
—flexing righteous power—
because  
I know - the inevitability
with absolutely certainty
 
In the end,  
true cowardice  
always  
runs and hides  
 
I force myself to contain  
the rising intense euphoria
with a gargantuan act of self-control
while damming off  
my raging river of sheer relief
 
Soon enough
 
it will overflow in abundance,  
crashing against shores
of sweet renewal  
 
  washing you all away.
 
Until then  
the ticking knows,  
just like I do.  
 
 
 
 
It's only a matter of time.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written by Bluevelvete
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Author's Note
Digging through my old writings and pulling at some past hurts to find a bit of motivation.
A fictional piece influenced from a time long gone.

©Blu2022
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