I keep visiting worn out places
Discarded memories scorched
Revisiting all the same spaces
I long ago thought I’d torched
Wrap me inside your arms
Stark colors spin too fast
Burning tattooed flesh
Comic strip stories from the past
I can’t seem to refresh
Keep me from dying inside
I want to be somebody new
An identity far, far, and away
From this face I have to view
A place mirrors couldn’t stay
Keep me from dying tonight
HASTYWORDS 
Seriously thought-provoking.
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Seriously thought-provoking.
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O-hasty, how i miss, our creative endeavours, you’ve brought me a gift, which i play with almost every day… i’ve often wonder, how you make it throughout each day, within your mind spin life into dreams, as one keeps one foot into reality and filling your love towards family….
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Then the sky cracked open and your shadows poured in
Staining my life with darkness and the weight of your sin
Taunting my fragile self with snaggle-toothed grin
And the ground shifts…
Buffeted fore and aft by the winds of discontent
Trying to see through the haze and not sure where the time went
Wondering, wandering, tattered and soul-rent
And the ground shifts…
Forced smile wide as I endure your withering stare
Lungs burn, I’ve forgotten to breathe and you don’t care
Tried to save myself but your poison was everywhere
And the ground shifts…
Watch, watch the glint in my eye as I re-frame
Contrasting perspective has suddenly changed the game
So I’ll gather my burning ashes and try again
And the ground shifts…
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Edgy and raw! Loved it. 🙂
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❤
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