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All day, All night.

A journey I have to take
from a place of the old to the glories of the new.
Dreams of infants, necessitated by nature;
though not in the right time.

I wish to speak out and smile,
but my heart, youthful and beating,
is weak. 

I wish to spend time with you,
but I can only deduce the worst consequences.
I long for the day I can be ashamed of these feelings, 
when I can laugh at these preposterous words.
One day I will smile and laugh and speak and wave without the need for bravery and heart and spirit,
One day, I will simply think of these good old days

When I pined, burned and perished
not by my own free will,
but by this cruelty of nature 
that tells me what is right and wrong,
and what I should not and should do. 

My heart desires so much, 
but my mind must keep it in its place with fabricated fictions and noxious notions
that pain me to my very end. 

Fantasy will never go, will it?



I wish to speak, yet I do not want to see your face again.
Spare my heart from longing, please. 
Please, I beg you, GO.
But, not too far, to spare me this pain. 
Just,
Just,
Just.
... 
Take a ride home with me.

02/08/12

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