More to be heard.
It's not just a whisper behind close doors.
It's more than a rage, it's a heart beating envy.
A jealousy that can't be written, can't be understood.
Still not sure if this is reality or just a figment of thought.
A deepest fear.
Something unclear.
Leave me in the dust, in the warm desert sand.
To drown in an endless ocean, to fly amongst the clouds.
Can a future be read in such a beautiful sunset?
In a glimpse of a ripple of a tear in a never ending river?
Is it true what they say, it all happens for a reason?
The wind upon a lonely cheek.
The rain upon a mountain peek.
A brain which tells the best solution.
A heart which shows your desired motions.
A love which brings hurricaned emotions.
If its true, this ache I feel, if just to make my future right, I'll awake to a morning bright.
But deep within my soul, a little piece will always break within its wake.
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