you made me realize without realising what.
To ponder, I do.
a small fraction of being,
lost; in words slaughtered.
I haven't seen you since.

YOU, you're looking at me; I see.
Are we in this place? Once more covered in vines ,
entangling my shoe laces and becoming whole again?

Im iss your smell, our laughter in sunshine.
The way my mind was in your hand; molded.
You are not who you think you are thinking about.
I guarentee a smile if you figure out my intent.

Days passed with an endless list of uncertainty,
close minded faith, I don't declare it
but condemn it, just as ignorant.

The End

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