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goodness gracious me oh my
you were so much funnier when alive

theres nothing thats been better
nothing ever better than
seein you smile

goodness gracious me oh my
ive forgotten how to be alive

one foot besides the other
therell never be another
light like you

goodness gracious me oh my
why does it all feel like a lie

the boatman and his laughter
two coins to send you after
sail on by

whyd you have to leave me behind
your legacy your love
to keep me company

theres nothing ever better
nothing thats been better than
seein you smile

goodbye
I accept, I'm in denial,
head over heels, madly in love
with living each day in the dark
The bite of truth is so much harder
then the occasional sudden bark
It's easier this way
It hurts less, makes the truth
seem so much less important;
until it's not
Denial felt safe
but never truly real,
and now the bite
I can finally feel;
the ripping of flesh
bit by bit with subtle nips
of truth
Dark was good, but grey ...
this frightens me
I have too many questions
that I'm too scared
to find answers to,
too many clues
that leaves me asking,
What do I do?
So yes, I'm living in no
Let fate question the answers ...


~ Priya 🕉️ Feb 19, 2020
Hiding from the truth makes being found, that much harder to accept.   Denial is just a temporary fix.
Her cheeks golden apples
Voice a hushed whisper
She smells like coconut Coppertone and sunshine
Her cotton candy lipgloss is sticky on my lips
Tanned skin salty from the surf
Smooth and soft like a puppy’s belly
Blonde hair sun-streaked, warm
Stomachs flip-flopping with teen-crush happiness

Gotta go…
Why?
I know.
Hate it though.

So we linger
To watch the surf swallow the sun
In the free world
Our hands are actually tied
We dine on corporatism lies
Manipulated by
The camera eye
We purchase
The blood stain petrol
Our footprint
Digs deep in turmoil
Dark money
In our accounts
That's what freedoms
Here in the US
Is actually about
We oil the jaws
Of the war machine
Then feed it
With our babies
Freedom
Seems to have
Made the free quite crazy

And so I must apologize
For our lack of control
Even our votes
Are bought and sold
Propaganda keeps us blind
These hands are tied
Please keep that in mind
.............................................
Traveler Tim
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