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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In a box full of everything I’ve ever lost, The first thing I’d rummage for is the patience that could’ve led me To your open arms at any cost Slow moving nights, without a trace of day-dreamt advice My home away from home you provided, but without a trace of a porch light Well I’ll find you but it’ll take so much out of me And I’ll hunker down and prepare for the motivation I’ll lose suddenly Well I don’t have the time to find everything and here is where I put myself aside to choose priorities But in a box full of everything I’ve ever lost, The first thing I would scour for is the opportunity for mental bandages, only a damaged soul could’ve ignored And every ring of earth's rotation bringing me to a soured destination Of knowing now, that you were the glass that kept us separated I’m antagonizing fight or flight so we establish who controls this My head’s too far in the clouds, I’m blind to where the runway is And it's getting hard to tell of what rejections were the world’s protection And what were just sacrifices But in a box full of everything I’ve ever lost The first and only thing I would gaze for, Is the paper you riveted with every metaphor That would’ve changed my view of you, had I not tossed But mistakes are the thorns that bring intimidation to every flower; Dwelling on them won’t make you more well-rounded And it’s about time I started living my life in my own honor Cause everything I’ve ever lost, Took a nerve laced under skin and numbed the ends Before the people pleaser in me attempted to plea with one-sided amends That would have led me nowhere, With no one to carry me So in a box full of everything I’ve ever lost, I’m peering for ashes, post-flame From a shifting smile that disintegrates
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