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Sep 2015
These days stretch out beyond the hours they were given
And the suns rays stretch out to be among the risen

Reaching for a beyond and fleeing from a hope
Yet all they find within their grasp is the Hanger's rope

More and less to search for in the dark of the night
Yet all you want is to expose it to the harshness  of the light

You dream between the colors of my simple heart
Yet as you travel in that land, we become further apart

To walk alone and guide the ghost the right way
But all I want is for my guide-light to stay

To never be alone with the terrors of my head
To never be tortured within the confines of my bed

To breathe in time with your steady heart beat
To never walk alone, to tickle your feet

I am so. Distraught. And confused.
I am jumbled in emotions of the used

I can't bear to be touched but yet I long
For the feel of your skin, a touch gentle and strong

I dare to miss your words that fill my mind
For I know your heart, and it is kind

And yet I never question if you miss me back
I know it is the way to go, like a race on a track

Never to follow my own fickle heartless mind
But be led by yours, for it is a better kind
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)   
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   Alexandra Provan
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