Beef Thief

Do not help if I can win.
Do not help my struggling din.

I must fight my own way out.
Must succeed without self-doubt.

I would not’ve squared off blind.
I stepped up to bat resigned.

This is my own fight; not yours.
Kindly leave & close the doors.

Go & fret imagined grief.
You’ll not be this beef’s thief.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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