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I lost myself After I lost you Why didn't I see I was letting your eyes Make me as we speak Your words, comments, Even the little gestures Crowned me Victory or defeat I lost you Now I only see my feet They go nowhere My head is empty With despair Loves empty canvass Draws no more potions There needs to be evasive action To take hold of my endings Scrap my tongue Scatter the ashes across this Plain white backdrop Make scrimmages from Self doubt, self pity, And disappointment There's no point in running I'm always on empty I often hear whispers They say sit Feel what she's done What's left Now binge on forgiveness You'll find your soul Underneath it The flame will spark again The dead will speak in color Another shoulder will appear To hold all of your secrets The moon is full tonight Maybe this light This dark bright ancestral light Will be my path I have no earth to grab on to I might as well die Float up to the sky Ask the gods To bring me another muse Someone just as lovely as you I'll stay lost forever If that's what it takes To build a garden Inside of these empty gates
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Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 11:36 AM UTC
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I lost myself After I lost you Why didn't I see I was letting your eyes Make me as we speak Your words, comments, Even the little gestures Crowned me Victory or defeat I lost you Now I only see my feet They go nowhere My head is empty With despair Loves empty canvass Draws no more potions There needs to be evasive action To take hold of my endings Scrap my tongue Scatter the ashes across this Plain white backdrop Make scrimmages from Self doubt, self pity, And disappointment There's no point in running I'm always on empty I often hear whispers They say sit Feel what she's done What's left Now binge on forgiveness You'll find your soul Underneath it The flame will spark again The dead will speak in color Another shoulder will appear To hold all of your secrets The moon is full tonight Maybe this light This dark bright ancestral light Will be my path I have no earth to grab on to I might as well die Float up to the sky Ask the gods To bring me another muse Someone just as lovely as you I'll stay lost forever If that's what it takes To build a garden Inside of these empty gates
karisa-brown
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Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 11:36 AM UTC
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