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Jul 2017
I love you so much your name
streamed from my mouth, into my prayers

Like dams breaking my tears flowed free
The source a different kind of pressure

The kind that moves mountains and
pushes babies
The kind that tells prophecies

Not of fortunes and fame but of
a peace that only the insane
understand

You look familiar

Like my past and my future took up arms in battle
Swords locked into place
Eyes focused only on one thing
My love for you

Like a beacon you shine
Past my never were and would've beens
Past my almost had and the needles and pins
I placed on my walls to keep me together
To unveil something old
Something familiar

So when my words come tumbling out
I know that its real
That they were there, waiting for you
Waiting for new
Waiting for love
Waiting for familiar
Jul 22. 2015
Written by
Taylor Kennerly  22
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