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Journeys.

choose something.

my darkness serves it's purpose,

for only so long,

how i love and miss you,

my glorious color,

my shade and song,

in every person,

lies an idealist,

clinging to reason,

searching,

as i have searched,

myself and others....for answers,

what makes this so hard to believe, i think,

i bleed my heart to conceive,

what a process. to confuse my head,

and disconnect,

between the tissue of self,

i breath the air of childlike logic,

and fake it,

eyes that held you,

hope no longer,

dreams of the vain and naive,

aint it funny?

this locking wonder,

a lust for words, like never before seen,

express the moment before it's lost,

and choose something,

convince yourself,

be secure,

the value of you,

how much is that worth?

make amends, and take a risk,

tell your story,  

of how you fell in and out of love,

was it bliss?

as you were separated

did you take the time to reflect upon it?

reflect on what they did,

and this is just the beginning,

to something,

endless............,

so breathe.

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/jen/ Amberkytti's picture

perfect beginning . . .
perfect ending

just simple words enough

nice