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The Sun is a Bright Reminder
11/24/16
The sun rises and sets for you.
I have no regrets it's true.
The wind came over me like a cold blanket.
The snow falls like tears.
I wanted to be that special someone.
You could look up to me.
But I fell over the cliff and it wasn't meant to be.
So I climb back up cause I was taught to fight back.
It took all my strength to fill all I lack.
We had a love that I thought was real.
We had a metal that I thought was steal.
Let me be what I am supposed to be.
Why don't you support me?
Sometimes it won't last. Most times it is our torturous past.
I know my faults stand out.
they scream and meander about.
But I know my heart. And I know yours.
I know the ocean kisses the shores.
So we can wait and see what the future brings.
And I will give you many precious things.
I won't give up or think it's wrong.
We will own a beautiful song.
11/24/16
The sun rises and sets for you.
I have no regrets it's true.
The wind came over me like a cold blanket.
The snow falls like tears.
I wanted to be that special someone.
You could look up to me.
But I fell over the cliff and it wasn't meant to be.
So I climb back up cause I was taught to fight back.
It took all my strength to fill all I lack.
We had a love that I thought was real.
We had a metal that I thought was steal.
Let me be what I am supposed to be.
Why don't you support me?
Sometimes it won't last. Most times it is our torturous past.
I know my faults stand out.
they scream and meander about.
But I know my heart. And I know yours.
I know the ocean kisses the shores.
So we can wait and see what the future brings.
And I will give you many precious things.
I won't give up or think it's wrong.
We will own a beautiful song.
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I fell in love through a thin sheet of glass
Scraping my skin on the shards as it shattered.
And I fell asleep reaching for your hands
Dreaming of unwritten notes and dial tones.
I thought it would taste like pink lemonade,
But the way I say your name is metallic.
I thought you would be a way to escape,
But my wires got crossed and I became lost.
You're just chasing residual noise
And I'm losing my digital voice.
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And I rise, listening t the stream as it flows
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Rising to my feet, for a moment I stand still
Listening as a zephyr dances where it will
Standing awestruck by the spring's vast poetic skill
And songbirds sing as each flower begins to grow
As the light mist vanishes from the lake
The sorrow deep within my soul I try to shake
But the ripples in the water soothe my heartache
And for the briefest of moments, God's mercy shows
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Where once there had been rolling meadows and farmland, now Kael sped past pool supply stores, fast food joints,
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"Let me be what I am suppose to be
Why don't you support me"
Hits like a truck. You always hope the people you love unconditionally, will love you back the same. When they dont, it's detrimental. This poem made me very reflective of my past. Everything about tho prom feels genuine and real and human. I love that about it.
Why don't you support me"
Hits like a truck. You always hope the people you love unconditionally, will love you back the same. When they dont, it's detrimental. This poem made me very reflective of my past. Everything about tho prom feels genuine and real and human. I love that about it.