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by bubba
Rated: 13+ · Other · Emotional · #1142355
looking from the outside in
Just another thought
My quiet whispers drown in the pain. My tears fall in the darkness caressing hands that tremble as they clasp the razor looking for an excuse, looking for a reason, praying for forgiveness.
My pale shadows seem exaggerated by your crystal rainbow. Found in the sorrow these two halves remain empty, a secret was found with pity and lonely hearts. Finding realities, sexual fantasies, a quiet bond has crumbled and with it an explosion that brought attention to these two hidden prophesies. Our transparence has stopped the need to search. Boundaries and barriers create dark speech that has lost all meaning all compassion. We’ve been stricken with leprosy piece by piece we have lost ourselves reaching out to faith grasping dragging back stale memories from the past that have died with sour endings; striving to remain conscious while swimming in this boredom that has brought delirium castings shades of dought upon our union; hiding my face from the purities that remain, afraid to see the hollow patience hanging on a string that has broken into pieces looking for new directions to remain. Apologizes contain the letters easily spelt, easily spoke. Hidden hate that has been diluted with laughter, holding a wandering eye that has gone blind from the strain to see beyond this single dimension.
Rattlesnake warnings containing falsehoods have concocted venom surpassing the need for use. The passing years are as numbered as the passing deaths, we have yet found life. Poisoned tongues forked by attempts suffocated from exhaustion; our world will not heal, ripping at this scar over and over tearing layers back from an endless script, bound by regrets that remain in the past. Overseeing debts with remaining accounts I want to remember the beauty in your eyes the calming of you’re your slumber, the gentle touch that was not yet condemned possibly finding grace, undoughtly relief in parting.

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