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I’ve been looking around at all I see,
This broken ground and empty house,
Bookmark pages to fill the places I can’t reach,
You know I could use somebody,
Somebody to love…
Countless lovers in their bubbles
Im missing out on life.
Turning pages,
But they’re never changing,
I’m stuck in fright.
Subtle touches, longing glances,
Yearning for something I might never find,
Am I out of my mind?
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As pages turn, new events stir
The same story connected
The difference of the truths
A stamp of an ink in your mind
It was always there
A kiss to yearn
It faded, but it was there
Could it be just myself?
Alone new lights shone on a lone hue
Forty-five blinks
No shade made Yellow touch below light
The color the hue the shade
Inks on the same page staying on the same book
It was held, again by another
The inks changed by a touch of hurt
It stayed
It was read, it stayed
ReplyYou thought you never changed you stayed in the same turning page, didn't you see, you were brought in every place the reader went? No one to hold you is freedom to wreck havoc in prison, reason you were there.
Brought everywhere past present future as a flower's scent in a garden from glass bottles of perfume, you stayed stood alone, yet your scent was brought around remembered; oh, it was you.
Great or not the impact you gave, you gave still. What's stopping you? Is it even really stopping you? Think, rebellious, a rebellion for freedom do what's right. Is it crazy? Yeah, impactful.
Don't do drugs and shit, kid. You crazy, good ways
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