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Mar 2011
Humanity is losing touch.
Humanity is gone.
This world is cruel, oh so much,
I wish it'd be redrawn.

Today, my life in ruins,
It crashes over stones
From my dam, removed by sins
Taken on by me alone.

As the water quickly sweeps
Past all I ever gained,
Wiping all I won for keeps;
Leaving the land worn and stained.

All is lost and forgot,
Now laying in a pool of rubble;
Leaving that for which I fought.
Guessing this world to be trouble.

And yet, can it be?
The water slowing to a trot?
Is there someone here for me?
Or am I truly left to rot?

A soft warmth enveloping
as they whispered my name,
my heartbeat wasn't dropping,
nor does it stay the same.

As the flow is cut,
I find the perfect place
to be, from the world, shut.
And know nothing, but that face.
Life rushed in and I lost everything. Then you built it back.
I'm drowned without you.
Blaise Tyler Beach
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Blaise Tyler Beach  M/Parma, Ohio
(M/Parma, Ohio)   
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