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Feb 2017
Solitude was the thief
Its accomplice was old man time
In this quest to find myself
And desire to make you mine

The heart my greatest downfall
Though it calls out just one name
Young and blind, incapable
Functional although insane

For you it shouts and echoes
Repeats it four to five
Each step I take towards you
Makes the echoes multiply

My feet though bleeding, blistered
From running miles and miles
On the quicksand we call longing
And love drowns me alive

I shook hands with my demons
To reconcile with yours
Ablaze I set my being
For an ending I can't be sure

The tunnel's dark and distant
Your hand nowhere in sight
So I diminish into nothing
In search of you, my light

I'd close my eyes, ignore
Cuts and bruises on my soul
Not much love is left for me
To you I gave it all
to my muse, the boy who longs to explore outer space
Written by
Cosmic Dust  CEB // outer space
(CEB // outer space)   
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