Flood

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Flood

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I weave through the tall grass like a tortuous flood

Feet sinking in to the swallowing mud

I carry no modesty as I ravage through the field

Hoping to reach some form of emotional shield

I collapse in the fields head turning to the sky

Letting tears run down my face with an audible cry

Gazing into the distance I refuse to comply

Gathering up my courage to and rising up high

I am above this pain previously felt

For I will not be defined as weak and svelte