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Subject: Thinkin of you..enjoy!

I let go of it all
Putting the future in the hands of a copper token of my esteem
I watched it fall
And cut through the empty space in between
And I stood tall
With the hopes that something small could change everything
I saw it crawl
To the depths of the abyss without intent of ever again being seen
And my heart stopped
As I vowed to hate the very thing that gave me the will to be
With my lips locked
I gave into the darkest taunts of my reactive thoughts
And stomach knots
And powerless against the things my mind fears but body wants
It all just haunts
Me like the ghosts of she that once held me tighter than the reality of
what I've lost
A star embossed
With a silver lining and held by the innocence that which is without
cost
And time just watched
As I fell to the prey of a savage named by my loss of cause
My only flaw
Was the mistaken motives that lead me to the web in which i'm caught
And so I thought
That if a man could so give hatred a chance then love would not find a
way to capture his heart wraught
With Anxieties brought into the center by a Trojan horse with skin as
soft
Or lips chapped or eyes gazed as monologues run into the nights keeping
sleep from lovers' bodies locked
But I was wrong
The waters that flowed from eyes and created streams were not of pain at
all
They were the struggles of two souls that had finally collided in a
course lasting centuries long
So now I wait without the burden of time and space
Without the pressures experienced in a familiar place
As the beginning was long since past and present is but a fraction of
how long love can last
And I felt the warmth inside again as her gravity embraced me like a
leaf in the wind
And the universe paused to share it's breath and I swallowed my pride
and abandoned regret
Touting my fortunes where I once wept
In response to the stars who's design is kept for those who are truly
able to accept
the ballast achieved when at this depth
While most will never feel the stings
or carry the weight or taste the things
That are given to few and held from all who have not the strength to
answer it's call



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