Still I need your sway, but you always pay for it. And I need your soul, cause you're always hopeful. And I need that heart, cause you're always in the right places.
My Dearest
We strive
seeking truth
hoping for that
feeling of bravery
that we once felt
we never had.
With everything
she's brought me
so much clarity
so much comprehension
to things I could never
discover on my own.
Those people that
strive for attempts
to push us off
a forever edge
we're on
And push our heads
down in the flood
that we tread water in
they
they do not understand
us
a combination
of two souls that mark
me and you.
In that sea of salt
we find a boat
as we were about to malt
the ragged wood sealed
protection
and healed the salted wounds.
And though we once
fell from our twist
we regained our
patience, our
love, our
hope, and our
regaining of
purity that once held true
in our souls within I and you
we shall hold it again
no matter anyone's say
in the forever friend
that we have for each other
every single day.
As long as I'm holding her hand
nobody else needs to understand.
She defines as
that one girl
that one push
that one gain
and that one best friend
who will forever push
and forever I will gain
the lessons learned
in this cruel, cruel game.
We together
we still strive
for every goal
time has defied.
But no longer we seek
a reward called hope
for the better
Because I know
within writing this letter
we know truth
and though this town
is full of lies
we will live through
all the detrimental downs
while the superficial die.
Standing upon this ground
we fall never
Ignorance blocking
the empty souled sounds
Best friends, forever.
xoxo
Sunday, February 14, 2010
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