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Dec 2017
Watching the smoke

Roll off your lips

…is a dream to me,

Can’t shake the feeling

That I’ve been here before

But these days

I’m searching for places

I haven’t been,

I used to love a girl

Who reminded me of the wind

Now I seek women who move

Like water..

Yes, that’s my cup

But I don’t

Trust you enough

To let you pour anything,

Don’t be concerned

I just came from lands

That contained only me

And putting myself out there

Has never been me..


Take your inhales

Of this wood tip dream

My sweet crystal water,

And don’t worry about the wind


She’s not coming back

For me..
Camaury Robinson
Written by
Camaury Robinson  Atlanta, GA
(Atlanta, GA)   
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