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The Well

You fall so deep,
into memories,
and scary flashbacks.

It all comes back,
in a moment's time,
You tremble,
You remember your crime.

The law did not prohibit,
A world of emotions,
In search of freedom,
They let us feel.

Deep in pain,
And pure agony,
I saw the white light,
The last station of my train.

A quick turn,
A dripping palette,
Life had come back,
Derailed from its track.

Truly unexpected,
And with a soothing flow,
Came a joyful tear.

I wanted gold,
With a rising sunflower,
The growth of an era,
Seemingly endless.

And yet death rose,
Into jewelry,
And winter's dust,
I fell again,
It was the end.

A near milestone,
Shivered dry,
Dawn came,
And I began to cry.

The dead bouquet,
And dark waves,
had risen again,
A summer's miracle,
Which I hold tightly.

I hope you,
Make my eyes close lightly,
I hope you,
Shine through,
The dark wall.

I hope you,
Don't let me fall.

qk..

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On nature's sincerity

I wish I could But I spoke nonsense I wrote it rather To speak it back to you.
The trees spoke quietly I looked from above and smiled The sun tucked away and I hoped It would spill its secrets.
The picture was rightfully painted Had I blinked, I would have missed it. Do not use sincerity It is not becoming of usage.
Learn to become And you will see the world As it was born It will smile once more. x

left it as a draft, came back, its ready.

Indemnify the asinine.
Take it back.
Make a profit.
It's just pocket change.

Don't wish, keep quiet,
and make it happen.
For preemptive boasting
Is definite fragility.

Don't let them shatter
your hidden incompetence.
Lay it on the table.
Serve it cold.

Realize that honesty
poisons the fearful.
Understand that truth
will tear down that wall.

Detail with actions
Step over those who detail
For substance is rare
But taking down the producer
That's the norm in this hell.