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Oliver

Over three years time Oh how you left me In this state of sheer shock Standing barefoot and empty Feel a bruise And let it be Tear the skin And watch it bleed Read a book And rip a page Doused with word upon word Of bitter rage Oh well that was then I was in such a state That if you touched my skin I’d turn to glass and break Unearth my shattered surface And reveal my war-torn mind My soul has been tarnished My core crushed in violent crime To look through is to witness A façade of a long, red braid A rope of stone and hazel eyes Housed behind a stained-glass window pane I don’t show much, no But I seldom showcase pain My body’s a vessel in which My broken soul’s contained Shed a light that leaves my body A translucent haze My all, my everything Will be left for you to gaze And watch and learn and yearn For my soul to be saved But that light will never be cast For I reside in a darkness With a cloud so gray And a wind so pained And an aura of sheer silence I had a hunch that you were leaving But never had I thought that soon, You left the air so thick and pained All your tropies still sit in your room The picture of you from when you were young Spans prominent on the wall And every thime I scale the stairs The weight of you is so heavy I could fall October replays incessantly Across a shifting wall Flashes of happy And whips of winter And splashes of summer and fall Chairs aligned With people behind Unknowingly awaiting a fate, Unfairly tossed to them, You get what you get, Luck and happy have to wait You come back to me from time to time In a movement or a smile But it’s transient though And you quickly return Goodbye love for a while Sprinting on a runway Gaining my momentum I’m going to need it to fly I can no longer do what I’ve done For so long I just can’t live a lie
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Sep 4, 2011
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