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your past self would be so proud of you. i'm proud of you. |
people are meant to be burdens. we rely on and support one another. it's not a bother, it's our purpose: to love and be loved in return. just remember we were made to love and it's going to be okay.
look around you: the earth wouldn't exist without the sun. plants would die without rain. we're all meant to lean on something, or someone.
by gwendolyn brooks
Sit down. Inhale. Exhale.
The gun will wait. The lake will wait.
The tall gall in the small seductive vial will wait will wait:
will wait a week: will wait through April.
You do not have to die this certain day.
Death will abide, will pamper your postponement.
I assure you death will wait.
Death has a lot of time. Death can attend to you tomorrow. Or next week.
Death is just down the street; is most obliging neighbor; can meet you any moment.
You need not die today.
Stay here — through pout or pain or peskyness.
Stay here. See what the news is going to be tomorrow.
Graves grow no green that you can use.
Remember, green’s your color. You are Spring.
