Vagrant Winds

The Ruler

The edge keeps me from falling off the line
I can’t cross over it
It isn’t allowed, it isn’t in the defined
“No” is simple and direct
In most situations it can easily protect
I found places where that isn’t true
A place where no’s aren’t allowed for me to pursue.
I can’t bear this haunting pain
My mind runs rampid, no sleep can I gain
A memory, within my thoughts arose
Shaving cream on the end of my nose

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