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i picture us as two balls of energy floating in space surrounded by white light
the never-ending bliss of being close to each other while letting go of everything
everything that has ever held us back from trully expressing what it means to be free
peel the onion and step through to the other side say hello to your true self
there is no end and no beginning just you and me forever smile and take a ride
its magick

you can never understand
what i really said
you can never comprehend
see things from my end
you never took the time
to really hear me out
you never felt the need
to really figure out
what it is that makes me ill
what it is that makes me feel
what it is i need to fill
didnt even deal me in
when you got to highest hill
always only offered pill
giving in without a will
always living for the thrill
always getting the last kill
always dream and never real

easy like its always been
slowly changing pace.
numbness illness filling in,
years went by it always seemed.

what’s in where did we put?
who’s in what knows where it was?
maybe simply lost respect,
sence of ability to see?

maybe never knew what it really was?
thought you always said
you were more than that?
more is always good regadless of the cause?

maybe i had always thought,
without really knowing why,
if you start the race
try to keep the pace, till the finish line?

maybe its not really who and what,
thought, said, or was right in which respect?
maybe its just heart beats over thought?
can’t force love, no one will object.