comin up on yet another version of reality left to be found by relations in a sense of free... listenin to the silence's wisdom rushin up on the other side of the feel angled towards me... it's the leap that tends to exchange emotion for the curiousity of havin the lights back on... figurin on which way is the best route to findin somethin close enough to home n where it's goin... at the end of connectivity grabbin at the threads of luv to swing across the canyon to rid self of past pains... returnin to what exists here in reality as touch isn't felt the same... playin peek-a-boo with options so time isn't so much of a waste to the point of who's who... yet to stand face to face with someone new here in the acts that remain as life itself jus needs to slow the fuck up n cut the thought process loose... it's reachin for the cure of not knowin that resides behind the eyes of what is yet to be exposed as depths surfacin to have a moment of truth... takin a different approach tryin to sneak up on worth as a surprise waitin for the grip in an others hands put to use... in the length stretched out of nights wrapped up in the design of passion friends dig to be filled as one question flips the switch... tastin words that's come to ask with the upmost respect to protect who they cannot see beneath the skin as who in the fuck isn't a selfish bitch.?. from a far wantin to feel breaths up close n personal so the heart can find a rhythm to intertwine with as the bounce ricochets with a graze to awaken the mind... in a stand still damn near fuckin around with the roulette aimed at the satisfaction afraid of takin another hit fallin back in to the hype... walkin in a life size seek n search here as the puzzle moves n changes before the eyes of the beholder as everyone has their own version standin still in the center of everything goin on around them as well... hope rests to reset the ticker openin back up with even more to give as a bein toe tagged jus isn't an option to sell...
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