A Completely Broken Line

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A slow sound

Lacking the intensity of volume

But not of pace

Ironies in an equation

I try to save my grace

Random words

Abstracts in making

What I feel is it reverberating

Depths and depths

Lay in their shallowness

And I wait to ignite

The light in darkness

Something waits

A due I have to pay

A destination with no places

Away from a crowd of no faces

Confusion bathes me

Of clarity and focus

I look around

And see myself bound

By ties of broken threads

It’s a quest I have to tread

I see an end

And find a beginning

Left in the unforgiving forgiveness

I gather the humming words

From where they should not exist

Maybe one day I’ll make a sense of all this

I bear the burden

Of nothing in levity

I smile at this sorrow

This wont be there tomorrow

What will remain is the sound

That goes on as silence mounts

I shriek aloud a muted stare

Happiness gives way to despair

My emptiness is feeding on me

And I watch all this ringing a melody

Its raining outside

And I want to feel it

Rather than finding myself in this apology

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