Catching Up
Destiny cry's tears of slander,
devious dreams devour,
Blinded by the midnight hour,
Hollowed by your call.
Lack of site before
I somehow cant ignore,
What's behind me,
What would his future have in store.
I implore things that close the door,
Beginnings and endings creep in silence,
As the air turns sour I breath like a coward,
Embracing mental violence
….that was
…...once adored.
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