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Thursday, October 22, 2015

the smoke

Under the bridge where the fiasco doesn't know it can't float.
 Strikin a match to watch the smoke signals to the old me return to home.
 Flame on! Down goes the wrong turn that curbed me here.
 Blazin thoughts to burn the memory jus to keep it real.
 Driftin beneath the wood stacks that carries the burden lifted.
 Witness to the weight crumble to it's ash, i must be gifted.
 For who I've become swings on a noose up under its path.
 Ooh the relief tickles my freedom in the visual crash.
 Set a sail blowin my own wind downstream to rest my head.
 Done, with a piece of minds peace alone settlin the nerves thread.
 It's time to bounce with the rivets pushin the feel of the reconnection of me.
 Thinkin, what comes must go as if it's as irrelevant as a dream.
 Engulfed in the smoke the burden is no longer mine to hold.
 Not wantin to find either side of the over path that crosses me sold.
 Downstream i go witness to the display light up the night.
 Farewell n goodbye.

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