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My mind reels. I strive towards you but I'm set back on my heels as I Stumble. I made a mistake. Not intentional no, never intentional, but it feels right and so I do it. I made a mistake. But I watch in horror as my mind kneels to depression. But one can't yield to depression so I pick my mind up and see my mask fall as it peels off leaving me Naked. My mind reels. I sit here thinking of you because there's nothing else I can do. I try to write a poem that's specifically, uniquely for you but I can't. Not because I'm lacking but because words fail me. Well, this is a first. And I feel like I'm cursed to cling to it so desperately, and I don't want that. Cause as a little boy my Mom told me a tale, it was the worst, about a kid who hugs his dog so tight he crushes it. But love is about setting things free and so letting them grow. Why do I fall for every girl who shows the smallest kindness to me? For that smallest moment when our eyes meet the force of heaven hits me in the heart and my mind reels.
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Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 9:19 PM UTC
That Moment
My mind reels. I strive towards you but I'm set back on my heels as I Stumble. I made a mistake. Not intentional no, never intentional, but it feels right and so I do it. I made a mistake. But I watch in horror as my mind kneels to depression. But one can't yield to depression so I pick my mind up and see my mask fall as it peels off leaving me Naked. My mind reels. I sit here thinking of you because there's nothing else I can do. I try to write a poem that's specifically, uniquely for you but I can't. Not because I'm lacking but because words fail me. Well, this is a first. And I feel like I'm cursed to cling to it so desperately, and I don't want that. Cause as a little boy my Mom told me a tale, it was the worst, about a kid who hugs his dog so tight he crushes it. But love is about setting things free and so letting them grow. Why do I fall for every girl who shows the smallest kindness to me? For that smallest moment when our eyes meet the force of heaven hits me in the heart and my mind reels.
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brock-hargreaves
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 9:19 PM UTC
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