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Jul 2016
Hello again.
Long time no...
Whatever it is we do.
Did you leave, or did I?

Maybe it was both.
Or neither, doesn't matter.
Maybe it was me.
I scared the ****, hell out of you.

Do those hopeful moments scare me?
Of course, we remember.
Our demons and monsters
We let those out from our dark closets.

I ask you if I can trust you.
You said, Yes.
We built our porch in our minds.
Our future in our thoughts.

We named our kids, we haven't got.
We said our promises, yeah that was a lot.
We got high. We got low.
You got high again, but left me below.

This spinning wheels of hopes.
Are just memories we have to live with.
Or maybe it is just me.
We fell apart, that's for sure.

Did I create you?
Created this perfect image of you.
You were just too real.
And reality is just a fallacy.

Our hearts, they are always active.
It seduces, it manipulates.
And even if you are with me.
The only silver lining in all of this.

Is Death.

Zeggie Cruz
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Zeggie Cruz  Inside your Closet
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