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[MY CHILD]
1.08.18 - 11:23AM
Energetic, ready, small feet
My perfect child. Delusional.
Think you know better, look both ways before you cross, hold my hand don't let go
Buzzing with energy to run across.
Run to me crying with your newly bruised knee
My clothes stained with your tears, secure with secrets.
As time goes on you grow quiet, your life becomes a secret to me
Distance increases as you're reluctant to be around me
Walking in late, heavy fumes linger around you
Fallen into toxicity, never knowing how to escape
Until one day you break into tears choking on the words "I'm a bad person"
adulthood, underestimated, but balanced unlike the before stages
Your anxiety is powered through imagination overriding.
Growing older the clocks start to fade, footsteps falter
The crown on my head now silver
Locks of silk now priceless in the value of knowledge
Now I wait, for you help and support me to cross the road.
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Clouded Dreams
Poésie|| THE MOTIONS. Who knew the devil had the kindest eyes? CLOUDED DREAMS by LITYEAR. A couple of clouded dreams, clouded memories, clouded love, clouded thoughts. Free verse poetry, the feelings and thoughts that a an everyday motion. (3.10.17 - 29.1...
