CrossFit Poems: Forlorn

When you want to reach out, but you don’t know how

When you know you should pull back, but you ignore that anyhow

When life throws you curves, you go straight

When you throw reckless to the wind, you find the perfect mate

When you’re so fucked up, you wonder how you’re alive

Only one thing pulses the heart — and he’s suicide.

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