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Full Moon Clear Skies
Stars all in the Sky
Night Time Good Nights
Black Holes Nova's Bright
Supreme Beings pull
the Fabric of Space faster than time
moving Beyond the Acceleration of Light
in the Blink of An Eye,
Man tries to replicate the technology They Fly
but Rely on Precious Oil
for old Machines they Designed.
remind me
of prejudice,
unspoken judgment,
promises and hopes
that get severed by lies,
deceit and indifference

whether we like it or not,
we will be seen differently
under the radar
of discriminating eyes,
but--

if your love was a label
i'd wear it like my purity ring
and only remove it
when i find the right label
for you and me-- *us.
But before they start to fall
she pulls herself together.
Because no one can know how broken she really is inside.
damp air
from rain before
long hair
in the breezy shore
looking out
the ocean near
looking back
shedding tears
moving on
something new
walking on
getting through
There is no lull.
The weight has shifted.
My world is shook.
A layer lifted.
The time it took.
I think I missed it.
Never could I do the same thing
for my whole life;
I hated change in the past,
but now I'm addicted to it.
If there is nothing new,
it will not do.
So where will I stay?
Where is a traveler's home?
Do we ever tire, after long
searches though the unknown?
And at this point,
I don't know what to do with myself.

I find that I can't stop chasing memories.

Whether or not I should stay,
Is unknown.
But the thought of going back,
Following you into the forest every night,
Teases me
As I watch the sun set,
And the moon rise.

Hiding from the stars.
Tempting me
With your sweet eyes
And your long fingers
That with a snap,
Could break my heart once again.

Yet all I can tell myself,
Is that until I see you again
And follow right in your footsteps
I am lost.
And forever will be.
I'm not really sure it's just some ideas jumbled together, sorry.
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