the road to nowhere is to follow an other... sidetracked n looking for self in the eyes of a luv'r... somewhere is within where self resides... not loosened to the feel of worth in lies... as the return to who one is is a piece of mind... one that got lost along the way of ties... finding paths n dirt roads that lead the empty heart... wanting more than the feel of a simply kick start... hearing lips chatter things we wanna hear... to have comfort come as close as near... on the run away from the norm is jus a drift... believing in something new catering to dreams that insist... when home is a stationary presence within... coming out as individual to live where the body is... as the pave of roads n alleyways are the scattering of thoughts... lost in a sense of feeling to who one doesn't know of the flaw... chasing new memories as if the wind will blow jus right... falling beneath the shelter from the wind late at night... elsewhere from the origins of what's always been known... wanting a place to become whole so reason can unfold... in a safe zone out there in the distance far away... digging up roots to bury new seeds with an other hoping to be saved... yet there is no one who can complete the ends that makes the friend inside... but that's only to be seen by truly getting out n living life... forgetting old ways that cannot comprehend the desire in the horizon... waiting on true form to awaken to the defining silence...
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