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My open wound, infected. Heartbreak manifested. I picked you like a scab, a catalyst in a lab, accelerating my own processes to that of your own. Your warmth, so protective, made my shelter a home -but what you want is not me, but a molded version. So dance around that issue with scapegoats and diversion. I know you'll do better, I'll run into you years away, where there's love and warm weather. Someday- Tears of Growth Tears of Pain We Intrigue and Disdain so come forth with me, face the love that we have slain. I will always be here for you, Despite this state of forced separation. It's temporary, but necessary. This was a dire situation. Kids in time out, so elementary. So let us find our own destination. I'm done with these games. Futile war efforts, battle of names and blames. I can forgive, but I don't forget. I know that sometimes time and change, is the best cure for regret. I know you're full of sorrow, but love, there's always another tomorrow. Humble your Mumble. Make it bright, Promise me telepathically this won't **** your spirit to fight. Understand my reasons, know that feelings do fade with the seasons. Memories don't, even foggy and fragmented. Distance yourself, far away for a time and you'll see they're all segmented, glued together by sentiment. Parallel puzzle pieces make a picture, every number and scripture. Please take my advice, as yours I haven't forgot. Use your notebook I gave you, write down every recurring thought, or in time's web they'll be caught. Bottled Up Never to Escape Let it out **** the Ego Accept your Fate You're dwindling and drowning, unable to see that you're the only one who can save yourself. I can only guide you for so long before losing sight of my own path. You know hate is an illusion, all feelings are passion. Do the math. I know how you're feeling. Situations are Fleeting, you just have to enjoy them and relax. Even when your head is spinning and reeling. Breathe Make a Joke It will pass Just because the present is in shambles, doesn't mean it will last. Remember to not forget that.
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Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 6:49 PM UTC
Healing & Bleeding
My open wound, infected. Heartbreak manifested. I picked you like a scab, a catalyst in a lab, accelerating my own processes to that of your own. Your warmth, so protective, made my shelter a home -but what you want is not me, but a molded version. So dance around that issue with scapegoats and diversion. I know you'll do better, I'll run into you years away, where there's love and warm weather. Someday- Tears of Growth Tears of Pain We Intrigue and Disdain so come forth with me, face the love that we have slain. I will always be here for you, Despite this state of forced separation. It's temporary, but necessary. This was a dire situation. Kids in time out, so elementary. So let us find our own destination. I'm done with these games. Futile war efforts, battle of names and blames. I can forgive, but I don't forget. I know that sometimes time and change, is the best cure for regret. I know you're full of sorrow, but love, there's always another tomorrow. Humble your Mumble. Make it bright, Promise me telepathically this won't **** your spirit to fight. Understand my reasons, know that feelings do fade with the seasons. Memories don't, even foggy and fragmented. Distance yourself, far away for a time and you'll see they're all segmented, glued together by sentiment. Parallel puzzle pieces make a picture, every number and scripture. Please take my advice, as yours I haven't forgot. Use your notebook I gave you, write down every recurring thought, or in time's web they'll be caught. Bottled Up Never to Escape Let it out **** the Ego Accept your Fate You're dwindling and drowning, unable to see that you're the only one who can save yourself. I can only guide you for so long before losing sight of my own path. You know hate is an illusion, all feelings are passion. Do the math. I know how you're feeling. Situations are Fleeting, you just have to enjoy them and relax. Even when your head is spinning and reeling. Breathe Make a Joke It will pass Just because the present is in shambles, doesn't mean it will last. Remember to not forget that.
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Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 6:49 PM UTC
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