Floated
I've floated from
cloud to cloud and
forced a meeting of hearts.
To wash the blood from my hands,
I've lost the pieces and
broken the parts.
You needed the love
but
everyones an enemy.
Thoughts aren't clear,
they drift from the near,
they drift onto fear,
those thoughts aren't clear.
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