It’s time we talked, of who we are No, not skin and voice, not money nor choices It’s about your soul, about your poisons You…
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It’s time we talked, of who we are No, not skin and voice, not money nor choices It’s about your soul, about your poisons You…
Leave a CommentWhat do I find myself to be Called upon with expectations, requirements of another world Finding fault that lies not inside but within the eyes…
Leave a CommentCall from your deep below Let it fall away Strike the truest blow I never dipped a toe They knew to enter the fray…
Leave a CommentCall on me with your fury, Call on me With your day Make no sounds, there’s no hurry Just let it fade away You…
Leave a CommentWould I had been, the man I wanted to be Then I could say, simply, call me a friend But life is filled with sin,…
Leave a CommentI have a question, though from my breath it falls It dances across the tongue, seeking simple thoughts My voice it holds, then it blows,…
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