Bring your own bucket
and a pail of blue
If you wish to drown yourself
bring your own brine
Not a believer, nor an atheist
Refuse I to do though
to commit the blasphemy
of self-pity
Walking on water
was never my charm
Nor did I aspire to leave
footprints in air
Fly away I will not (though)
when it comes to staring
fear in her eye
Until she realizes
she knocked on the wrong door
Fate once came looking for my choice
and hung up on me
before I could even greet her
an innocuous "Hi"
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