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A time telling of truth
Never ending sea
A time telling of truth stared me strait into my face. A minute of failure an hour of denial. A gut feeling deep inside me. A mixture a potion of my heart and soul.
You pushed me finding deep inside a forest of thought. Darkness where a slipping stream comforted me into silence.
I have flowers in the spring. They left me. They died to never come again. Knowing what his deception is. I'm crawling to walk. Learning myself in an education of sin. All of this mingling dying together. Every one of them. Of us.
Each for me. Each because of me.
Swimming trying to reach the bottom of this never ending sea. That my silent stream feeds.
Please God just let me drown peacefully.