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Tuesday, January 15, 2019

passerbyers...

the ones we lose m others we gain to replace the coming n going... feeling the shivers the shake in the trembling of the spine... reacting to the movement of life affected by what they're doing... to insist on what's best not in their favor for self is incomplete in a state of mind... leaving emotion to fiddle around in it's own outbursts of wanting more than what the skin can attract... lost in ways yet found through thought as days rotate into the darkness that claims the past gone... remembered in detail so vivid of what type can neva be considered for relations to interact... mentally sidestepping the differences of lifestyles incompatible that promise everything to go wrong... passerbyers cannot earn what they do not seek in the depths of the hearts ink... forever to remain in their own way chained to the remains of who self is was n has become since the following drifts... goodbyes watch em on the spin leave as feet lead the mind on the a better piece that will hopefully outlive the dream... seems waking to faces that roll over to come eye to eye change as the head lifts... finding mornings at times jus needing something of the same thing to stick around n mean words that define more than the texture of fingertips that reach in greed... to grope n nothing more until the details show who they truly are... poof, off the step back falls away without a purpose to continue... making even the belief that much more difficult to allow to live beyond the sound of what's been chard... knowing the healing has nothing to do with the time it take to get to know who's next to be another memory unused by terms refused... physically drawing in a so called friend left somewhere in a prior moment to remain at peace with what hasta be... only if the candle lights could bring to life to hands moving along the bodies edges that resist the hiding to be felt for a lifetime... those who aren't who they said they were wouldn't have gotten in to disrupt the way the flame breathes... opening the swing of hinges for a real one to enter a world like no other should ever reside...

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