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For Dalton Grove The only true Grover R.I.P The love we find, All to often slips, Like wet dew in the morning, the vastness of intermingling thoughts or ideas , Stander vestiges we'd often find inside our minds, Art the form of unexpressed thoughts moving, Virtually free, From the unequivocal frame of design, Greatly I say we are nothing but apart fallen pieces so lonely and vast without each other's grasping hand dying to be, Chasing starlight together in the night time air Oh, how I long to see you so, Turning times and movements all to divine for eyes, I see you in my dresser drawer sleeping like a raccoon, Chasing dreams once lost to the oceans pull, The heavens though they may be cease to dawn new ideas when, You cry, A lonely lullaby, I've seen things I cannot express come to be naught Or have fallen short of things I digress to be, But you my lovely friend are close to thee, In the crystalline structure I float to your breathe, And scream of the life that has been put to rest
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 11:42 PM UTC
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For Dalton Grove The only true Grover R.I.P The love we find, All to often slips, Like wet dew in the morning, the vastness of intermingling thoughts or ideas , Stander vestiges we'd often find inside our minds, Art the form of unexpressed thoughts moving, Virtually free, From the unequivocal frame of design, Greatly I say we are nothing but apart fallen pieces so lonely and vast without each other's grasping hand dying to be, Chasing starlight together in the night time air Oh, how I long to see you so, Turning times and movements all to divine for eyes, I see you in my dresser drawer sleeping like a raccoon, Chasing dreams once lost to the oceans pull, The heavens though they may be cease to dawn new ideas when, You cry, A lonely lullaby, I've seen things I cannot express come to be naught Or have fallen short of things I digress to be, But you my lovely friend are close to thee, In the crystalline structure I float to your breathe, And scream of the life that has been put to rest
Just one of the many poems I've thought up in memory of my dear friend Dalton Grove who passed away in a truck accident R.I.P Love you forever For all who've lost
#love#truth#peace#life#grace#joy#kindness#random#harmony
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 11:42 PM UTC
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