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Feb 2017
If I told you why I stayed
Why I am still here after all the pain
Words could not do justice to explain
Why I run to you in this dreaded terrain.

Does a mother hate her children when they misbehave?
Or is there a bond forever to stay?
The most beautiful rose in all the land
Takes your eyes away as its thorns ***** your hand.

It breaks my heart day after day
To see you sad, alone or afraid
Anxious at my sides, not able to move
To wrap around you in a game I will lose
My arms are not where they should be
Only in my break from reality.

Hands touch, open and free
They know exactly where they want to be
But retreat to the rear, off the front lines
If you could read my thoughts, my mind
Tell me the things that you would find.
My mouth cannot speak nor my mind proclaim
The angel that makes me deaf, dumb and lame.

He cannot tell you, though in his dreams
Instead to strangers who know what he means
Crossed in the stars they were destined to be.
Caught in a cycle of inevitability.
Although friendship is all he will see
His heart still rejoices for that unity.
Written by
Lucas Kyle  26/M/Pittsburgh
(26/M/Pittsburgh)   
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