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Passing Like Ships In The Night, There Is No Color Here

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    My Final Day

    The flowing specks of time are rough, like sand paper, tearing at my bones. Leaving me with nothing more than a few malignant groans. But as the fire in my eyes slowly extinguish, I look back at what I had, my soul bewitched. I wish I had taken the time to enjoy every single stich. But my life's tapestry has come to an end and the edges have begun to fray, but I chose to remember you on this my final day.

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  • exploitedsole 20w

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    I've Never Had A Taste For Tea

    I've never had a taste for tea, but when I hear that kettle sing, I know you're here with me.

    I've never had a taste for tea, but when I smell that floral jasmine steeped, I know you're here with me.

    I've never had a taste for tea, but when its delicate essence parts my lips, I know you're here with me.

    I've never had a taste for tea, but when I see that empty cup I know our time is fleeting and before I can even turn my head you've left without me seeing.

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    Blind Reality

    The eyes bear witness
    But the brain can be a fool
    Blind reality

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  • exploitedsole 20w

    This House Is Not A Home

    I have lived in this house my entire life and the foundation has settled with time.

    The ceiling is sagging, the walls have cracks but the floors are doing just fine

    I should have torn it down a long time ago, but my heart lives here. And what I may find laying beneath the surface isn't really clear.

    I could pull the curtains to let the outside in. I could lift the windows and feel the gentle wind. I could paint the walls over, covered in sin.

    But that won't make things good.
    Please don't let me be misunderstood. Although my heart lives here, this house is not a home. And when time ends this place will be my catacomb.

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    There Is No Color Here

    I wish we could live as the colors do. Bright, vibrant and resolute.
    But there is a darkness in us both and all we do is follow suit.

    No splash of red for passion or yellow's golden hue.
    Nor the piercing depth of a royal navy blue.
    Maybe we're green with envy but that just want do.
    There's a vast swath of purple between me and you.

    We pass like two ships in the night, there is no color here.
    But I wish we could live as the colors do instead of constant fear.

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  • exploitedsole 20w

    There Is No Color Here

    I wish we could live as the colors do. Bright, vibrant and resolute.
    But there is a darkness in us both and all we do is follow suit.

    No splash of red for passion or yellow's golden hue.
    Nor the piercing depth of a royal navy blue.
    Maybe we're green with envy but that just won't do.
    There's a vast swath of purple between me and you.

    We pass like two ships in the night, there is no color here.
    But I wish we could live as the colors do instead of constant fear.

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    Ambition

    When you run before you walk.
    When you scream before you talk.
    When you take the road less traveled.
    When you fly above the flock.

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  • exploitedsole 21w

    Unjust Justice

    You say pull your self up by your boot straps but you've cut me off at the knees.

    You say I'm a thug but you profit off corruption and greed.

    You say I should comply but I say I can't breath.

    I ask for reform and you say no need.

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  • exploitedsole 21w

    Love?

    What is love in my mind?
    Something not so easily defined

    The sunshine on a cloudy day
    Just as easily taken away

    Happiness and anger all wrapped into one
    Waiting for that one moment to come undone

    Love, one of life’s highest highs
    This I cannot deny

    Mirrored only be an identical low
    Something we cannot control

    Love, a dichotomy, good and bad
    An emotional cocktail of happy and sad

    Iv seen love flourish and bloom
    Bringing lovers out of life’s ominous gloom

    I’ve watched love fall apart
    I’ve witnessed it never start

    So what is love in my mind?
    A little of everything all combined

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  • exploitedsole 21w

    My Friend

    I once was told that friends come and go.
    Oh how I wish it wasn’t so.
    A friend, a safety net, a sure bet.
    But how easily we forget.
    Once one of life’s fixtures.
    Now nothing more than a memory in a picture.
    As quickly as you would blink an eye.
    something you cannot deny.
    Friends go.
    No longer will you know.
    Lost to the sands of time.
    Never again to cross the mind.
    Replaced by a new friend.
    Who alas will meet the same end.
    To come and go.
    That is life’s flow
    Until the end.
    My friend.

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