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Somewhat of a part 2 to nightride.
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Sweet, green grass sways smooth
wind moves sounds of the city
to my senses, quiet.
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The man in the moon
a new image in mind's thoughts
has no age to man
somewhat of a mystery
yet, we know each other well.
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On the porch at night I feel most comfortable.
It's the hush sounds of the wind
that rustle leaves and send chirping noises to my ears.
The sound o..
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I knew this day would come
when I would leave someone behind
Three years ago, the thought of you
had never even crossed my mind.
We met a year a..
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deep in that moment
I sought to beg you
and deep in my mind
I sought to just let go
and even deeper, so honest
of my heart, to grab your hand
n..
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an unknown depth of dead feelings waving through body
ice in the waters
thousands of pounds of time stopping walls of mass
cold, impartial, resentm..
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It took real bags under my eyes to finally use my vocabulary.
three months to the day and I still feel like it was just today.
I lost the words when..
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I did mean to take it this far
though I did not mean for it to get like this.a night right on my brain,
becoming what I am about
setting myself up ..
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today I write in isolation
dictation of my mind's impatience
closets full of coats and umbrellas,
they don't protect my throbbing core
fr..
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