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Flatfielder Nov 2020
Tomorrow is the future
Today is the last day
Yesterday I made promises
Last week I stayed away
Last month I caved in
To moodiness and lack of discipline
Look forward to the day after tomorrow
When I shall bathe in glory and sin
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Wavering
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Flatfielder Nov 2020
To a new age
Replace door
Between incompetence
And applied principles
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Flatfielder Nov 2020
Ideas plummet into belief
Solidify
Become convictions denials
any true facts
Caught in the eyes
Which close
To avoid *******
Conserve and intensify
Their own misconceptions
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Some stiff maybe surreal
Flatfielder Nov 2020
Drain me of pleasure
To be numb frightful and bound
Sink your teeth into my flesh
Rob me of willpower
So I can crawl into myself
A heap of my being
Let me rest steam for the hour
I will escape my jail
And head for the shower
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Flatfielder Nov 2020
Hovering just above ground
Unreachable
Imagine a sound
Pasts come alive
Futures are vain
They are hope in the darkness
Illusions causing pain
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Flatfielder Nov 2020
It had to be
Seperation at last
Not death but choice
Many differences in the past
It was a nightmare
Love gave in
To differences unconquerable
Witnessed by the next of kin
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A sad day
Relief and hope
Flatfielder Nov 2020
I walked to the hollow
The empty in my soul
Trees surrounded me
Moving and tall
In the middle a dead one
Bare of skin
Now a pole
I looked up alongside
There to find hope in the blue sky
I am where I have been
A feeling of lost
To be reminded that here is always hope
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