20 lines to collide...

Drop ur truths n step to the side... Lemme see how they handle the real world on the loose without the sliver of the tongue twistin lies... I need a moment with them so I can figure if I can count on what they cannot hide... Pluck them from ur mind... Lay em down n jus back away so I can hear em sigh... To listen to the way they find comfort here as the line crossed is the beginnin of the movements grind... Jus take mine n go decipher the reason for my own intent comin untied... Alone in a moment to find why trust no longer seeks the hype... Go through me as I walk into u n collide with time... Standin still waitin on the finer things to stop n say hi...

We can meet back here when all is said n done n we've had a chance to witness the inner makings of the bind... Holdin all the pages within together that tells the untold tales unable to fake what's worth the while beyond the memories that reside... I'm jus wantin to switch the color of ink that spreads us flush with sight... To become more than a smear takin on the visual of purpose holdin ends together into a loop as we go around n around to enjoy a lil somethin that resembles the meaning of mine... Beginnin with U n I  loosenin up for true intensions to come to life... Ride with me mentally n emotion will feel like the breeze flowin on by... Lettin guards down to show self wantin to be revived... Lookin to dig in to the cryptic writings hidden behind the eyes... Needin to be rewritten before the attempt of relations are to familiar to the distance goin blind... Allowin one an other to come inside...