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Nov 2011
head in the pillow
my deep breaths filled with this fire in my house
that i must confront
the heat carries the message that i must grasp

let the burning desire of my truth singe my flesh
the part of me that runs from who i am
the darkness that encases the light within me

if i can catch the flame, and hold on to it
mo matter which way the wind blows it
remain the same
ive bee so afraid
it scares me so much becase the truth burns from inside
more and more every day
it grows and grows
i cannot stop it

and the conscequence of building more of this disquised body
for this flame to burn
to keep this false image coherent

just a little bit longer
i let these distractions -the change of the wind
pull me in another direction

but the flame should be in control of the wind
but im too afraid to become ablaze
engulfed in the light that will
make the change

for years the wind has licked away
until i extinguish
but i still remain
become a body only restrained by the rain.

TRULY USE MY FREE WILL AND BREAK THROUGH MY DIS ACTION.
Ry-el
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