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They gotta a song that talks about happiness without love,
something i knew all too well, and that song sung by my crush
became my tragic point of transition;
the noble lie it was; i push it out, curse each memory that wasn't an us,
make a nightmare of so many dreams i wanted to true;
my jailers ask me for forgiveness, and i tell them, i'm working on it
and each memory of you brings me farther from it;
what is happiness considered a lie when my freedom
you made your prison
because of ignorance;… Continue

looking for resurrection
going back to the beginning
Lourdes, I’m on my knees beggin to talk to me at fourteen
Tell her to keep on living to give that energy back to her
Art to let her soul shine from the start
that’s the way out of these twelve years of purgatory—
now back there chasin childhood parks,
legs too long to swing but I’ma fly high
with these words of mine keep climbin
Keep climbin, break outta the repetition
Open the circle I come back to…
that eighth grade teacher that had me think… Continue

Every day to hear, I am glad you are here;
words felt for so many but unrequited
misunderstood in the urgency of outside
it feels good to breathe because i know when she touches me
she is not wishing her hands were somewhere else,
that it is not someone else she is loving or needing and I...
that's how I know I'm home. I lost it
along the way of leaving, running because I thought...
I've return to know once this fence is mended,
the bridge fully erected, I can leave without fear,
without sheddin… Continue