Quick Sand..©RU

The Quick Sand of pain
Sucking me into its belly
an abysmal that it seems
shows future and past worries all as a vain..
I try and cry….Oh! you quick sand what it is your gain..
[ought it is] preparing me against the test of time for
i shall raise with my hands up all over again
as it filters true men that stand out and extended all out
like a twister that it carries away the light hearted,
in a beat that it calms, all its valor coming to and end .
introducing me to the sunshine all over as new
that in past  was amiss by me over and over again


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