Arches of hope
A hope to belong
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Under arches
Of hope
Any blue through and through
I walk
I walk
I walk away
From arches
Feeling disdain
I’d like to belong
Left alone
Under arches of hope
Cozy & warm
Hand-made
Arches
So quaint
To get lost within
The arches you make
And your hugs don’t feign
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RESOUND SURROUND
Abilities yet to find
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I never heard back from you
From the voice of a soul
Now sounds like
Emptinesss
Footstepss
I can grow
I will not fold
Desires turn to passion
Stirring a blue-bed with fascination
Dormant strength I seemed to find
In my mind
Unlocked now
The fire you lit, not anymore
The fire now lit, with that ever-glow
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MaterialIsing
Musing self
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Oh you have that body of electricity
I touch you and you shock me with intensity
The others I met before you were calm, serene maybe
You felt like lightning, causing that jest, with fidelity
You set my night on rage and fire, with your tasteful desires
It would be untrue if I said, it doesn’t burn down the forest, if I’m a liar
Someone I seek lies in you, someone I see in you
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Leap and gone
When you have it all and it’s lost. If at all.
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Things last
Some of those never end
A world deprived of miracles
Living in entropy
Gaining wisdom of variance
Touching life in an animus
Slipping pills for comfort
Losing sanity
Lost what could last
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Out of sight Out of mInd
Eidetic? Virtue or curse? Subjective.
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To begin a few lines about my muse
As you come to see a man close and beside
Painful words shared with you, and confused
Cursed to see strong and eidetic, crucified
Watching the seasons fall and grow
Thought of the reasons which you never show
Cursed and blessed, like the foot of a rabbit
The mind
Wondering and wandering through terrains of copper and gold mines
Autumn leaves of memories that he made you rush through out of habit
Clock strikes, as does jest,
Soft, firm,
As time suggests,
Out of sight,
Out of mind
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