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Preston Gearin May 2015
She knows that I'm finding,
I know where's she's hiding.
There's something inside me that screams to her "keep fighting!".
It's been dark in here, she tells me.
A hopeless pit of hell.

But you can see who I am, and I'm breathing in hope. exhaling my fears and just when I thought that in this bag of skin there was nobody here, you caught me.
You brought me back home.
I thought id never know that the sun was so warm and the stars were so bright.

You're just what I needed, after feeling so down.
This whole world is mine and I know that now.
                      
You've been lost and confused, I can definitely tell.
And I'm glad that I helped pull you up out of your hell.
But now I ask of a favor, do the best for yourself.
Recognize your potential and seek into your dreams.
The possibilities are endless once you know what all of this means.
Preston Gearin Apr 2015
I can feel the radiation of your thoughts in my mind, a frequency that channels from your soul. All intertwined within life's flow.

Pedals dance as the wind flows, rain pours into the growth of soil which generously gives to root. The root then gives to stem, and stem to flower.

This rain is your heartbeat, the wind a connection, the root is what connects us and your flower's your expression.

— The End —