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Wake Up, My Love

by ryn

Since you've been away I've trailed the wake of the clouds Just crumbling clay... That lay in the shade that enshrouds Depending on the ifs and mays.    Wake up, my love... Since you haven't been here The sky did nothing but only sang Ambient translations of mocks and jeers As the green blades of earth bared their fangs Mischievous songs that I've held dear.      Wake up, my love... Since you've been gone I've realised that I'm not moving And you too, haven't moved since last dawn A reality all too disheartening Bits of me all cut up and sawn.          Wake up my love... Since you've been missing I am never whole, and never will A lifetime of endless chasing Bottomless jar without a seal Void clustered emptiness in need of filling.             Wake up, my love... Since you've been absent I could only hope for this lungful To lead me to subsequent Ones that taste like bitter pills encapsuled. Mind full of drugs running rampant.                Wake up, my love... Since you wouldn't have known What these days are like... Time induced tumours have grown The hours impale with temporal spikes... Inseminating malignant thoughts soon to be sown.                   Wake up, my love... Since you've been away I'm a player hoping for a fair game Nonetheless still crumbling clay... That lay in the dark just the same Choking on the what ifs and what mays.
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ryn
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Written by
ryn
Published
Oct 28, 2014
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2m
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Wake up....Me...

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