Your Touch is Forgiving
Trial rendering haste.
Running from the wasted dreams,
the sorrow.
Make a better tomorrow in the ruins,
gleaming truth is always there
pulling at our eyelids.
Calling us to glance at the layer behind our first understanding.
A chance at remembering what we cannot see,
its not what i wanted.
A haunting resemblance to the mystery.
Right in front of me and I forgot it.
Woke up in the morning and it went away.
Fleeing from state, today.
We have a full slate.
It needs washing.
Reality is cautioning me to forget,
turn the page and regret.
There’s nothing to it happens everyday.
There’s nothing you can do about it anyway its gonna happen..
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