MP0013

Five stories high
cascading lights blur
spread out as far as I can see
dawn is years away
and my thoughts drift
with the voice of the ocean

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In my eyes
I see my own destruction
hours spent staring into glass
making peace with imperfections
singing songs of redemption
struggling

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I remember you
kind eyes
inquisitive
asking questions about my fascination
while others leered
or avoided contact
you smiled
and I gleamed

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The Moebius Strip
a Morpheus trip
Ending and beginning
all within this
echo of me
this shade of you
smashing open the door
to begin anew

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I will continue to rise
slowly
through murky depths
with weary mind
I will persist
until I break the surface
to feel the sun on my face

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I stand
hip deep in a sea of white
a chill wind tickling my chin
as the sun kissed stalactites
drip tears of joy upon my forehead

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There has never been anyone exactly like me
nor will there ever be
unique in my experience
in the way I feel the world
a snowflake melting

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Upon my throne
I scout the stars
scattered before my bloodshot eyes
I search in vain
for what was ours
and find only a passing sign