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Jul 2011
Hand me another,
          I say, 'Til my heart
                    Numbs and my mind
          Forgets all its reason.

                               Actions exaggerate.
                    Unfamiliar thoughts
                              Assail. Mists of haze
          Rouse my shaken courage.

           I'll speak my heart
                              Whilst truth still
                    Hangs, pulled above
          Clouds of disorient

                               Two are one and
                    One are two, My
                              Lips utter only
          Dead words, songs
                    Of broken chords

           Regret, nostalgia,
                    Emotions entwined
                              Grant me one memory,
                    Of how I can get home.

                               Muddy lights, dim
                    My eyes please
                              Swaying earth
                                        Lead the way back.
Joseph Yzrael
Written by
Joseph Yzrael  23/M/Davao City
(23/M/Davao City)   
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