Love never captures the stars 
for we burn in the hollow 
of the black hole 
tearing at our souls. 

Yearning to be free, 
on our knees, we plead, 
blind at times in defeat,
deaf to the trees, 
the hearts true needs 

but on we climb toward the light, 
the rainbow an illusion of mind 
knowing the journey is the gold, 
that truth comes in numbers
and in reverse the future unfolds.


defeatillusionlife's journeyloveyearning

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Thu 27th Apr 2017 02:01

This is fantastic..truly. It's one of those pieces that I find, every once in while, that I could just get lost in.


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