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Dearly.

The sun is burning
The life outta me
My hopes are turning
Into a dumb fantasy
My tongue is yearning
To set my feelings free
My bones are learning
The ache of maturity

What once was agreeable
Feels as off as it can be
The tragic unforeseeable
Seems more comfortable to me
Dreams once deemed unbeatable
Are dust beneath my feet
As I dig deep for the redeemable
Buried somewhere underneath

Thoughts like whispered voices
Fading into vague memory
Lots of different choices
Looked back on regrettably
A kaleidoscope of faces
Come and go while I’m asleep
My brain always erases
The things my heart loves most dearly

6 thoughts on “Dearly.”

  1. dec247h says:
    August 16, 2019 at 5:13 AM

    How am I the first to leave a comment? People have read it! C’mon, have an opinion, a thought, a constructive note to the author. Or just enjoy the writing. 🤷🏼‍♂️

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