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a poem for the departed wanda kenner, and Melissa kenner

I'm sorry for all of this... For all of us.. for the world and how ugly it is... But at the heart at least I love you..

 

Grunged and bleached deep down, Singing full of hurt.. from this bellyache in my intuition.

My ignorance will be the death of us all...

Give me back some ignorance... Give me back some innocence...

I'm turning to nothing too slow and she's going everywhere and nowhere way too fast..

This second person I am... Bad things for good people..

Your smile will be the last thing we all see...

You make it real to me...

Not all who wander are lost, Not all those who live in darkness are blind... But see something blinded to other people.

In a world where evil is a point of view and history was written by those who hanged the heroes...

Paint these streets in red and give up to the feeling of being seasick...

Hope is the worst of evils, prolonging my gasps for air from the sea of open arms...

Sing me to sleep.. There's no god, No shade,No sun, and no lack of love for the healing of the f*****g with it...

 

With a fake smile, Wings, and a gun in a violin case...

See? I told you I could let it go...