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Apr 2020
Mattress no longer on my back
Iā€™m on this high again
Your eyes form a dream
From which I chose not to defend

Oh my love
My personal cut
Of homebroken ******

Here we go again
A heart in the race
Hoping to reach the end

Colors swirl around my head
And they sing your sweet testaments
Swirling within liquor like lies
To your sobering truth

Flowing through veins
Sapped of passion
Synapses on overdrive

I look into your eyes
And the skies pull me
Dangling me between heaven and misery

Dripping a sweet soliloquy
From my lips at the sight of you
Here in a purgatory of hope made for myself
Marvelous in its hues

Drugged on the memory
The melody
Praying out of looming loneliness

Here I stand again
Heart on my sleeve
I believe

Here we go again
Nik Bland
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Nik Bland  30/M/Port Charlotte, FL
(30/M/Port Charlotte, FL)   
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