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 Nov 2014
Tyler McCarthy
There lay appeal in you I can’t get near
beyond what I could ever hope to be,
inside held back by this old faceless fear
yet you exert control o’er most of me.

Alone I wonder if I had dreamed you
inside the broken piece of my own head,
but rather than a view of stars anew,
addictions to an outline that won’t shed.

A whole year on hiatus for you friend,
internal bleeding from one-sided strife,
alone with all these countless wounds to tend-
I figure it’s time to let you live life.

Tonight my eyes forego some of their shine
because in dreams alone will you be mine.

— The End —