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Confidences    were something we shared, but then, Secrets are nothing per sè... Confidence    was a thing that I'm lacking, but that Never stopped me, anyway... I pressed you, you starved me, It was wrong, but it couldn't be helped. I said some things that I don't quite recall You said a few things yourself. It was a ridiculous assumption, and god **** it*, You're right. Forgive me if I don't always hear your advice, Or look away from the truth. I'm still listening, I swear it. I'm afraid you might think I'm just here for your *** Or afraid you might think that I'm boring and dull. I'm just beginning to learn that others perceptions, Are all, as they should be, well beyond my control, But, still... Your eyes of ocean depth see me, I want you to speak my name. Searching all my cliches in the dark, Forgetting the lies from which we came. But what if all my words are true? What if they show me the way? What if the light between oceans is thought, And words sufficient to make you stay?
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May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 3:24 PM UTC
the Light Between Oceans pt2
Confidences    were something we shared, but then, Secrets are nothing per sè... Confidence    was a thing that I'm lacking, but that Never stopped me, anyway... I pressed you, you starved me, It was wrong, but it couldn't be helped. I said some things that I don't quite recall You said a few things yourself. It was a ridiculous assumption, and god **** it*, You're right. Forgive me if I don't always hear your advice, Or look away from the truth. I'm still listening, I swear it. I'm afraid you might think I'm just here for your *** Or afraid you might think that I'm boring and dull. I'm just beginning to learn that others perceptions, Are all, as they should be, well beyond my control, But, still... Your eyes of ocean depth see me, I want you to speak my name. Searching all my cliches in the dark, Forgetting the lies from which we came. But what if all my words are true? What if they show me the way? What if the light between oceans is thought, And words sufficient to make you stay?
(continued from part one)  Nasty business, this.  The story takes a dark turn, polluting the waters but pulling through in the end, hopeful.  Hopeful.  This is all metered for a reading over some music sent to me by a distant collaborator through soundcloud.  I'll link when that noise is ready. http://soundcloud.com/warmphase (UPDATE: IT'S COMPLETE. Thanks to soundcloud musician Dennis Ramler for taking me on in a collaborative effort ) https://soundcloud.com/flowermouth/the-light-between-oceans
#eyes#soul#discovery#communication#misunderstanding#revelation#collaboration
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May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 3:24 PM UTC
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