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The Road









The Road




If it's time to part/
I'd like to start/
By saying that you and I are not/
Perfect, the fights, the barbed/
Wire and scars/
Left are lines and marks/
That leave quite the charm-/
Ing kind of harm/
The cries that stalk/
Through the night, the dark/
Turn out the light in our/
World despite the narc-/
Olepsy that parched the memories/
Of us without the crimes and farce/
That we've become, we slide and park/
Right next to the lies we're caught/
Up in/
Like something/
In us was running/
Sly and harsh/
Pious taunts/
From the evil row/
You and me in tow/
Only heathens know/
The bonding ties we've barred/
In this prison cell we decide is ours/
The tithe, the cost/
Is quite alot/
And I've forgot/
What beauty was as your smile rots/
We had potential/
But no lessons/
From my past could float petri-/
Fied wood through a door with no entrance/
I'm so restless/
With you, but your quelling/
Of my demons was your glow, engine/
Driving me/
Thrive with me/
But there was no mention/
Of how after they were overblown, sent in/
To the water, a moat, trenches/
You replaced my own death wish/
With your whole setlist/
My soul's reckon-/
Ing tempted me/
To make this bull nega-/
Tivity my goal, let it/
Pass over me/
Give closure please/
To the bold ending/
Cause I'd rather be on a solo breeze/
Alone and free/
Than have you choking me/
With a phone from these/
Islands/
Peace I'll find it/
Cause there's no stressing/
When the road beckons/
So keep ignoring/
This warning/
I'm sick, hoarse and/
My lips coarsely/
Rub together, no spit forming/
Because no kiss warms me/
So I sit boreing/
Straight at the wall, swift, storming/
Right at it, thick towards it/
If moments/
Were worth real fortune/
I'd feel fortunate/
To have known you while I lived dormant/
Here, you eclipsed torments/
And fixed normal/
Big coordinates/
On me from a missed normal/
Summer, I dont get morals/
But your presence/
Was a present/
I'd lift roaring/
Waters just to sit more in/

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