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When it is all said and almost done
When you are through with me and have had your fun
You will not be able to look me in the eyes
Burdened down with the weight of your lies

Dark secrets you refused to show
And heavy guilt you carry in tow
Will be way too much for your soul to bear
Goodbye will **** whatever love remains there
Love is powerful
He speaks to me
In poems
I write about him
In dreams
I drift and dance
Aimlessly and enamored
Aside an amassed
Illusion of what
Should be there
It’s you
Impossibly palpable
Tauntingly tangible
It’s you
The rolling rumble
Of a gifted cannonade
I wear his words
And take shelter in his voice
He is a sweeping, blood red sunset
I soak him in
With a smile on my face
When others cannot look
I cannot look away
When I am hell fire
I rain into him
And he
Swallows me up effortlessly like
The calmest, deepest sea
We are bound
By what cannot
Be broken
In what we share
And words left unspoken

If it should be
An ambient glow or
A scorched earth
I burn for him

And if it should be
A soft summer breeze or
A godless gale force wind
He feeds my flames
He feeds these flames
 Apr 2018 Symbolic Beauty
Kayla
I knew loving you  
             Was a mistake
                     But it was
                             A mistake
                                         I was
                                              Willing
                                                          To
                                                              Make
 Apr 2018 Symbolic Beauty
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Story.
 Apr 2018 Symbolic Beauty
eF
They all want to know
What my story is but don't
Take time to read it.
Calling yourself a friend only helps YOU sleep at night.
My heart speaks one voice, while my brain another.
My soul lies in a place,
Where no mankind can ace.

Help me, i’m lost..
Lost in a world full of darkness and hope.
I am finally here,
I am finally home,
I am finally where i longed to be.

I am safe, secure, loved,
Yet unsafe, tangled up, misunderstood,
Stuck between a nightmare and a lost dream.
Trust is a golden key to one’s heart
It is so strong yet easily shattered,
It is so pure yet easily blemished,
It is as strong as the howling of the wind,
It is truly, the craving that everyone seeks.
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