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Broken chord it lost resonance
In the middle of its expression
Fell flat on its face, what a hard existence this life gives us.
Drymess edges to the back of my throat
I tried to find the spring.
All of the paths had begun to erode
mind just wasn't up to thinking.

We could have avoided this, had we prepared.
We could have lived
Now live's been ensnared.

Survival critical to play anymore
Second guesses were lost time
And I was ready to explore
But God ****** the mind.
Queen of labor
Queen of pain
Oh let me savor
Your every pang
You want for more
And I can give
More to explore
And more to live.

Don't stress my hole
Don't worry my doll
Other end of my pole
My rise and my fall.

Eternity is what we have
Tender flex
You bended so gently
Like the breeze was only asking
You to sway.

Tender flexability
You arch your posture
To prove to me
You are reactive.

Tendons flex
To move me,
I feel so complicated.
Save your breath for another day
Some other world
Some other play
Some other time
In a different place
Give up now
Though you can't replace
The time you spent
The time you lost
The opportunities miseed
Who knows the cost
You'll never have
A yesterday
You can't rewind
you can't replay.
Sea side eyes
How many blades of grass
Do you see?
Sea shore sides
How long can you last with me.

I'm ever growing hunger
Moving away from center
Your ever growing longer
Moving deep with in her

I want to see  combustion
Where the horizon meets the sky
create this magnetic seduction
And dance me to the end, where we die.

And we move out ward
In a thousand second glances
Second guesses
Everything we could have been
We could have lost
We could have thought
One single better thought

And that be the bane of our existence.

I die daily
Killing those smaller parts of me
In intentions for a greater
Prospect
Intentions for a greater
Potential.

Hoping for those sea side eyes to find me.
Find me where we both stand tall
Far beyond the Graves of men
And that which shall pass.

I find no pleasure
some days
I find no pain
I find our moments
Are for ever the same.
Seems like the sun
You move through the streets
Through the shadows
Of our house
You lift dust
In your wake
Shuffling  back and forth.
Seems like the sun
You follow sweet season
Sweet reason
You follow routine.
Your nice and your mean
Your gold  and your green.
Seems like the sun
You fashion my days warm with smiles.
With love and light.
Seems like the sun.
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