where did you go
what forced you to leave
could you not feel the passion
were you so in thrall to the pain
now wracked by emotions
images painted on torn canvas
now cracked to collapse
there is no reason but you
there is no world without
my own foolishness scrapes like blackboard nails
digging into doubt
the answers lay in front of our faces
still we didn’t see
we held the elements
to set ourselves free
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 8:12 PM UTC
where did you go
what forced you to leave
could you not feel the passion
were you so in thrall to the pain
now wracked by emotions
images painted on torn canvas
now cracked to collapse
there is no reason but you
there is no world without
my own foolishness scrapes like blackboard nails
digging into doubt
the answers lay in front of our faces
still we didn’t see
we held the elements
to set ourselves free
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