Just Go
Docile on the cotton,
Detached from reality,
And all that should be;
Adult life,
Move,
An inch,
Please,
I beg of you,
Of me,
Me,
Churn the gears,
Within;
Churn them,
One click at a time,
Make me,
Me,
Just go.
Copyright © Melissa Ross | Year Posted 2010
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