Category: burn
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Crazy
The soft sound of classical music fades into the background Tears fall from my eyes like pools of lava It burns. Will I ever learn? Where is peace? You passed on Too beloved to move on And I need some relief God, Hear me in my hour of despair And be kind to me I…
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Smoke
They want the smoke They like the slow burn The ease of forgetting The stress of quitting Lighting a fire under the unsuspecting Ass that moves up the hill for the sake of pushing forward No matter the cost of the trip They want the smoke Love always, Esha <3
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Identity
You move even when your feet hurt And your heart burns When answers are few and far in-between And your soul yearns For something more than a warm body to lay next to A lover than takes from your essence But doesn’t appreciate you That shows you one mask after another So you pull at…
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A Fantasy
See your special to me like hope parasailing over oceans That hold tales deeper than tear drops That constantly fall from full rain clouds ready to burst If they don’t tell something See you like asphalt to me Harder than stone Black and gray like concrete You tug at me like a dog with a…
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Battle For Keeps
Fight Bloody knuckles Pushing back tears Clinching teeth Balled up fist Greased up face Cornrows to the back Passionate eyes Steady gaze Eager, light, prancing feet A song in your heart Defeat far from your mind Time burns away Minutes turn into seconds Low grunts from aching ribs And sore abs Let flesh contact flesh…
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Working
This has been my life as of late… Enjoy Work till your knees bend under the pressure Sweat till your muscles feel the burn Add the hustle to your tussle Mix in that grind time With the crack of a smile half used The hard days will pay off in a little awhile Until then……
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Love in a Place Full of Liars
Baby you have no name. But I know you’re the kettle to my flame. Sitting ring side when I fight. Cheering me on when I’m at my wits end. Serving as my confidant and best friend. You show me what it means to love someone. Even if I can’t comprehend love for myself. I trust…
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Smile Anyway
We once sat on the shore or maybe But that time has passed And a fresh tide washes sand off the soles Of sun burned feet Running against the strong breeze There is no looking back No questioning yesterday Only forward movement Locked eyes fade to subtle glances Broken glass disintegrated into wayward chances Time…
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