"MY LITTLE PIECE OF .COM"
Saturday, June 24, 2017
when ur different n eyes overlook the best of u unused due to to the lack understanding for u stand for something in which they've never been with or have never seen before. when they don't know anything of u other than that candy coating line of sight locked in without the interest of depth for ur simply on another level. on some other shit they say they want yet only speak of what sounds good that's doing nothing more than playing out in their mind dying as a thought that craves without the actions taken to match the words that spill into the open. u stand alone when every single one of them say they're as real as priceless air that can't step up n live with the reality of luv jus waiting to come from behind the curtain call that never has a chance to be known. when u see em like clones breathing the same ol' shit because they cant accept they keep it safe as the limbs of trees shake colored leaves jus to come back to life. it's when u come from within n u seem to be as crazy as a loon as honest as truth is spelled openly like they've said n keep repeating as if an ol' burnt out tire unable to catch the traction needed to get to u due to the norm they cling to. it's then when it dawns on u they don't truly feel what they say exactly who u are for they wouldn't recognize u if u told em who u were over n over again without the moment to show em what drips from their tongue to blinded gazes from a distance looking on through the glass you've become. are they who they say who they think they are or thought they were? when u stand out in ways time could only wish to hold u longer than a single lifetime the way the sun kisses the skies wide tribute to the beauty of knowing u. when u have what it takes going to waste for u connect to the concept of two unable to resist the opportunity to have whats missing in the late nights battle willing to awaken to something so rare tears never cry a sad songs melody flowing through to the chorus settling in a broken heart. that when the passer by peeks without an interest in who u are before em putting all that u know on the line drawn in the dirts dust blowing away like poof be gone as they only care to play around with what's not on ur level for u took the time to become self in true form able to relate to their own... drifting in fantasies... a stranger to touch... when this is not a mans world to choose what makes him happy as hands are left to hold to a woman turning her head in ya direction simultaneously within reason to explode. wait... tame that shit... ride... when taste the riddle of the wonder comes into focus of they aint gotta clue of what u are no matter how much u express what they haven't found within to even know exists til they've cocked the bolder above the shoulders imprisoning the likings of u as off limits for ur out there constructing words to form where we've all been to let em know u to have lived in a prior time gone astray. when the sensitivity doesn't overdue it as paths are crossed with jus enough of tenderness they know nothing of. the chuckle slips from a rib for one gets the mindset taken towards life n they jus aint ready to mingle to make a history in between a memory n remembering who it is that's at the tipsy toes so close the breeze barely whistles its way through. getting that fucking close... at the edge of where they end to continue their life by the effect affecting u in ways free has new meanings... when... when.. when. . . . . ur going to waste...
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