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Saturday, June 24, 2017

My ever after left my happy embrace.
Dead smack right here with this goofy expression upon my face.
Damn thing called luv touched something so fuckin deep.
N for the life of me I don't understand how reality was forced back into a dream.
Back to where the drift of wonder kept runnin over grounds.
I'm Sittin here alone along this river amazed at what I found.
It's me beneath the end of time cut way to short.
As the music plays on memories as if pages were torn.
Making words feel the passion lingering without a cause.
N the emptiness is mine to hold as I applaud.
For I've come to understand the worth of luv.
Tasted, it transformed a version of this man from none the less of such.
As within the feeling alone lives as hidden as it is a secret Ssh.
Written into a  form as eyes connect with the battle of firevermores gush.
Seen as if tears smears letters into words.
As silent as the nights screaming with the winds unheard.
Yes, I live with the pain of goin without.
Yet, you'll never hear that slip from my mouth.
As the darkness has fallen for me to awaken at last.
With more reasons to leave uncertainties in the past.
N this lonely bench is where I swing n think.
Who was I before this happened to me?
Dropped into this forsaken place known as my life.
I was he who gave in to the false sense of endless sighs.
Then I discovered what cane from behind the curtains.
Displayed on the main stage til the lights went out as I was hurtin.
Dying in the grasp of devotion set up for failure best.
A friend I thought took the granted n ripped the heart from my chest.
Changed who it is this world believes it knows.
N it's funny that no one sits beside me jus wanton to go home.
As it reads, this is not for the faint in my heart to be seen as jus key it go.
This, of all things is the truth of no one is allowed to see what is never shown.
The depths erased was unsuccessful as I am living proof of death do us part.
As I walk amongst those who've found me breakin away for a fresh start.
My always has a new thing of keeping shit in perspective til air eases my last.
Til then, I'm on the rise to make it back...

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