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I see them together Holding hands walking
A confident sneer on his face
She smiles and laughs at something he said
And I’m thinking :
Does he fuck her?
Does she lie to him?
Do they even really know each other?
Does anyone?
Parade
Everything Changes
Nothing ever stays the same
Except for the endless Parade of people
Walking in and out of my life
And Every time they go
They take a little piece of me with them
I long for the day in which
There is nothing left for
them to take….
Cabin
in here
It is easier
But not today
And this is why
I know well in here
My hatred and fear of there
More over the self I mostly hate
Tired old soul just can’t seem to keep up the pace - there
Give all to the roundabout haste of it all, growing more thirsty
Look but don’t touch, smell but don’t you dare try to taste that which is risk
And this is true for the many who have existed and never embraced fear absolute
But instead dodge its embrace and accept fears guidance into the non-existent
They Never knew courage was nothing but fear under foot