Looking down is a pair of eyes leaking as the head hangs.
With blurred visions of yesterday falling from the swells that change.
Hands swiping the insane thoughts of times that are different away.
Trying to keep a smile of what was as real as waking to a new day.
Lips quiver relentlessly with no regard to a situation so unneccessary.
Yet the end of a beginning is so overated and legendary.
With pouring emotions so clear tears can be seen through like crystals.
Free falling back to lifes unstoppable dream that circles.
Self is stuck making sense of the possition of a conforting kneel.
Leaving the flood to dry before the heart can attempt to heal.
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