Red Rover with Sadness & Contempt

Good ole soul
You comfort me least
When world’s troubles manifest
You run away from limbs,
Hide in some ethereal plane or what
Then thoughts run, slicing through happy hopes
Hold hands in prayer, link ’em like fence
Soul trouble you make me play –
Red Rover with sadness + contempt

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