You're enticed into a trance.
Put the dream on hold, a just expression of your soul,
But it's a real being that we'll never know
Truth is, you're mind is a metaphor
I want to like but it is...
A being that spews rhetoric, you feign delicate,
With malicious intent, ARE YOU REALLY HEAVEN SENT?
Are you...the answer?...are you my companion?...
Why did you abandon?
I spew abrasive statements, I despise apparent fakeness...
Words deep...Maybe I'm cryptic
But I speak real shit...As real as cold steel gripped, ripped from the hip, aimed steady and intent...to crush the flesh wicked, you need common sense...think about it...
Or a cruel miscarriage...the culmination of our life's plans, destroyed...i will never understand...
Before I perish, my essence beneath the earth's sands,
And the words I speak, dissipate with my breath
I want to inherit, your knowledge & your reasoning,
I want to resurrect what little love's left
Just to give me a feeling..like you really still care
But maybe my pleas are falling on deaf ears...
*Don't mean to offend anyone in particular...jst felt like writing...'s why I didn't tag anyone...leave a comment if you want...and if you really get what I'm saying*
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