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Reality CheckOne arm wrapped around me,
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One smile on your face.
One thought slowing sinking,
One other taking place.
One feeling quickly shrinking,
One doubt begins it's weaving.
One time I didn't have you,
One day I won't again.
One feeling shared between us,
One thought that stays the same,
One day, it's likely fleeting,
One day we'll spilt our ways.
One day, I know it's coming,
One day, I know I'll say,
"Once, our hearts were beating,
Once, we were the same."
Because the truth in life is fleeting,
One day we all will change.
Impossibles PossibleMy heart aches for the way your
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form just laid asleep in my bed, the way
your hair fell across my pillow and left
traces of neon; my senses you did slay.
Radio rebellion, letting music from
everywhere and nowhere wash about
our souls together; I miss your smile
that spoke those notes into my mind stout
to accept them. You were a hurricane
and I was a hurricane, and together we
tore up the world, snatching leaves
and sheafs of newspaper, breaking fee-ble
normalcies that did nothing but cause
internal trouble for the ones like us.
I never thought about what would happen
when we ran out of breath to express, thus
I was not prepared for when it did. When we
blazed through the forest and it merely smoldered
in reply, when I dashed myself over river stones
and you washed me away with you, smashing boulders
that stood in our way. We were fires and I was prepared
to die for the night with you every night, blowing ourselves
out into smoke, cutting through the senses of the run-of-the-mill