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Clues

All of a sudden there are blues 
Compose with your clues
With secrets and lies
Where your feelings die

You should have known what it meant
When there is abandonment
Leaving feelings of discouragement
For the one that believes in what you meant

Left with no spoken language
That left you with an extrenous luggage
Luggage from your own distress
That left you with no happiness

And that of which kept you away
From your own way
And currently surviving
Actually breathing but not living.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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