To brief a time
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Fear dictates the journey
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I miss you the most.
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Memories can be both good or bad,
depending on where they lead you.
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Love or Lust? Love is caring and in most cases lust is selfish. Unless you have a spiritual intimacy and a physical intimacy on the same plane.
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- Love and hate are so close together in the sense that both are an energy that says you care,
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I will love you till the end of time. Which feels a lot closer than one would think.
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I think its possible to become dehydrated on the amount of tears one sheds.
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Tethered by heartache.
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I spent a life time of running with my feet standing still.
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Who ever wrote the script of life should have been fired long ago.
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Like a mosaic painting my thoughts are all scrambled.
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Screams in silence.
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Is it what I believed it to be or merely confusion ?
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The tear that does not fall remains within.
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The storm woke both the physical and the spiritual.
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I hope your journey was better than this.
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I feel that certain ending that we all will come to at one time or antoher.
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I begged the wind if it should blow
to your heart my love would go.
Whispers, roars or rolls on by
touch the soul and the mind.
Chills by day and ache by night
reminders of this passing life,
Might have been our paths had crossed
but nothing is ever truly lost.
This post first appeared on My Soul On Canvas, "Pictorial Prose", please read the originial post: here
