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Time and attentionI swear she sworeshe could carry us,but here we are I’m asking for helpfrom strange hands that aren’t sensitiveat all anymore. I know it’s hard,keeping up this fightalone in the crowd,you can’t breatheoverwhelmed I suppose,not sure I’d ever knowexactly how it feltcarrying all that weightof future time. I said, I’m here to helpbalance…

Brilliant blindnessI can’t help myselfseeing the color code. Touching someonethere is this full spectrumred and orangethe full moon colorsa love drawn achingI’ll wait until forever fades. Yellow and greendon’t bring my envy up. I’m just jealousI knowI always have beenI can’t seem to share is all. The color wheelblue and indigothere’s always hopeI’ll learn to…

Continuous and or otherwisethe sky floods our eyes,we stare and still won’t askare we truly being our best?The thrill we take for grantedour heavy clouds flood the earth,barefoot in the mud,quiet are the footfallsreflecting on the neon lights. Still, we cannot help to get all caught up lostfollowing large crowdsinto those bright colorful lights. Hand…

With more time to spend,time we’ll probably never get back. Let’s skip the tent event. I hate drawing circleswe’re different thereus and our heavy eyes,I’d prefer,we treat this nightby doing something else. All that’s ever matteredis that we’re experts together. Love is more than going out togetherto an uneven gathering I swear you’re my trigger.…

Even if,we promised each other we’d let go. You walk that wayand I’d go up there,it wouldn’t much matter we’d eventually come across a roadwhere we’d be too stubborn to just walk on by. Oh not you,the one I’d die fordraining ink from my penI’m reminded by that phraseif you truly love someoneyou let them…