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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1270296
This, I wrote.
No matter how lone one can insist upon,
there has to be some talk
or zap with the outside.
What better way to start the day than
freeing the mind.
All day alone I have
to wander the inside,
suddenly all I want
to do is
be near to
you.
Nearer still probably than what is recomended,
though I never did read the label.
When you are gone,
if you are smart enough to go,
what will I do ?
I can not still alone so far,
Iyou are my gravity unto that I grab.
I am what some say as whatever and to that I toast,
but that doesnt change the fact that
everything dies alone...
Rereading is the devil
when select all and delete are just
tipclicks.
How easy if life were the same, no?
When do we see that mistakes
dont harbor, we do,
when do we see that
change is a port of departure?
The universe will collapse one day
and remove reminders
so you can again be free,
but while you are here,
dont let them do that to you,
you are a free soul,
let your soul be free...
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