If I could I would

hold every air

and breathe it for you

if I could I would

walk every mile

to reach you now, right now

if I could I would

feel each your whimper

and make it mine

if I could I would

clasp a joy

and seal it with a smile

if I could i would

stay young and fine

in the glasshouse of hope.

Mostly though

I would simply thrash you across your face

leave a mark for at least a week

to redeem my points of grievances

and let go.let go.let go.

PS: redemption, her way






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