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There are those that say That you learn from your past And when the time comes to prove yourself You will be able to rise above. The cuts on you..

The clouds have burst Pouring the intentions of god upon the people As they turn their faces to heaven Waiting to be fed and refreshed by hope ..

My fated fable heart breathes icy mist Watching over my sleeping eyes Will it bring them sensory memory Of your hands on my face? Stroking awa..

I am petrified and slow of speech hands bracing on opposite wrist keeping calm and still but scared as I tell the world I love you. Love and all..

This sticky aching in my chest is heavy like steel keeping my breathing shallow and quick gasping for just the tiniest surplus that only a kiss fr..

Am I a jester or some sort of make believe? That is not a question I can answer because truth is subjective and the air is heavy with lies today...

My love as it pertains to you is sordid and brilliant like the naughty thoughts of a girl first discovering herself hiding photos under mattress ..

There is fire in your smile it burns me alive My fire proofed skin no match for the heat The electric air sets catastrophe in motion the momen..

He moves me. He covers the blank spots with electric good will.

Good bye love It’s been real Never real good At most we have stories At least we have wasted time I have regrets And so much of it you..