They have
no proof that
Closed
doors open
But a
heart on fire
Rages
like a hungry lion
Fierce
and Fearless
Defenseless
to itself
Each
minute leaves them
Clawing
at a sack
Wet
paper, stronger
Than a
Northeasterly wind
Do wish
it were known
How they
came to be this way
Reasons
pretended upon
Test
answers changed
Comic,
epic blunders
The
worse that are made
Were
there a magic door
And they
walked away
Still
would they wish upon
A path
into the rain
Every
good thunderstorm
Contains
a hidden dance
Conversations
and Chess
An
imperfect, beautiful bliss
Of no
concern are they
How they
sound aloud
Heartbeats and how
they feel
Overshadows
rationale
Were it a
thought
A
dream
Even a
passing wind
Notions
and Promises, Things
They
thought they said
Time is
The
silent pillager
Of
moments left undone
They make
today their only
Because
tomorrow
Will come
too late
Speaking
out
What they
mean to say
Evening
is already become
Such a faded haze
They are
unapologetic
Without regard for change
They take
the road untraveled
Running
because they can
Before sunrise
catches them
They will
have a chance to land
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