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Abstract Love it once was, unable to grip or grasp, only seeing false hope, blindly fumbling, ***** Abstract it once was, coldness spread like I was dead, darkness shadowed and was my shroud. felt helpless like one behead, till one stood proud from the crowd. Abstract Love it once was, but when sight brought me toward there, I knew I wasn't laid bare. ***** no longer had purpose in light, hope had filled, and made me fight, the sight of her was if she was in flight. Abstract it once was, now right before me, as clear as my sight for thee. even if unclear to her, she invoked peace with her stir. Abstract Love it once was, now concrete as if by chance, Love lays close near my hand, thoughts float in my mind like a dance. What was far seems like close land. Abstract it once was, things seem clear once more. like one opening a closed door. she and he could it be? I will never know lets wait and see.
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Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 8:48 AM UTC
Abstract Love
Abstract Love it once was, unable to grip or grasp, only seeing false hope, blindly fumbling, ***** Abstract it once was, coldness spread like I was dead, darkness shadowed and was my shroud. felt helpless like one behead, till one stood proud from the crowd. Abstract Love it once was, but when sight brought me toward there, I knew I wasn't laid bare. ***** no longer had purpose in light, hope had filled, and made me fight, the sight of her was if she was in flight. Abstract it once was, now right before me, as clear as my sight for thee. even if unclear to her, she invoked peace with her stir. Abstract Love it once was, now concrete as if by chance, Love lays close near my hand, thoughts float in my mind like a dance. What was far seems like close land. Abstract it once was, things seem clear once more. like one opening a closed door. she and he could it be? I will never know lets wait and see.
9/29/2011 Got inspired by one of my friends for this one, thought we were sharing something mutual. Was not entirely sure.
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Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 8:48 AM UTC
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