For old times’ sake I did,
juttered out the ravenous calm
in hopes of sanity,
O pull me up!
For I’m sinking in deep and deep.
A no-ending black hole, raws and all
scraping isn’t worrisome, no more,
plummeting a ten times glory, it seem,
this path down the sucker with an abhorous zeal
not ‘ye all judgemental; but for thyself
a hoarder of pain looked up for one last time-
bring me up not this hellhole;
screams won’t be so bad anyway
I repent, not for the sins, but
for thyself endurement.
Lakshmi Padmanaban 
Really not sure what this was saying. ‘Pulmenting’ isn’t a word I know nor can I find it in the dictionary. This one was a little bit odd today…
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Sorry that word was a spelling mistake. It is ‘plummeting’. Apparently many did not understand it. It was about baring and lookin into what one really is.
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Thanks for liking my post “Back to work” and as for endurement, I don’t how I endure myself sometimes, either (but I do repent of my sins)!
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