if only till you bleed
through your feet
pushing up a hill
too steep
to leave you
feeling unique
did you call me weak
that's in my way
I was just trying to be meek
so I may inherit the earth
and its massive girth
my heart is beating to beat
maybe I don't need the land and seas
maybe it's ok just being me
without grief, we don't have
that makes it the way
we can't at this moment see
were you talking to me
cause I can't hear
me screaming for something new
in between me and you
so I'm here to prove
nothing is new
maybe even more than the truth
you never hear me speak
only hear me blink
for the chance to think
freely we run in the hills
spinning in the fields
free of the worlds wills
find my real meal cooked over the fire of millions
drowning in the lake of fire
thinking they need to go higher
real they need to correct their desires
seeing this moment a promise to all who wanted
to know him like them
I vote him
I vote her
curve me on the thirtieth of September
I'll stomp back so hard the devil will want to follow
but his knees will deceive his needs
I feel bad for his hands gripping his teeth
his thoughts eat at the world
devouring you and me in a story of reunion
completion of this moment
is what God wanted
couldn't you hear it in his final words
coming back to make me a liar
for he never lets out his fire
he keeps it simmering in his desire
for that which takes my leaf
fed me a breath of clear thinking
crystal visions envision the witness
opens me to new ways of dancing with feelings
spinning through the ceiling
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