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OblationL. Lamar WilsonNights like this I miss the surrender most the control over a man’s next breath his will wends inside my throat breaks every sinew bruised please st st st st stop don’t don’t go just tell me what anywhere you want just breathe we are climbing every round goes higher and can these bones live curl inside there I won’t let you go please don’t O you so love O don’t so you love please I won’t let you go until you bless me love so you I won’t let you go until you curse me L. Lamar Wilson Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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