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So last night I was counting sheep 9..10..11..12..13... When I jumped up because these thoughts were running through my head and this sad song played in the background...


I put those thoughts on paper and this is a new Artist Ive found and her deep lyrics and soul match my "Untitled" poem. ...




2 tears fell from 2 eyes that only see past pain and hurt.
These two eyes stare retrospectively at a face in the mirror.
The mirror shows one once a believer in love when an offender turned their back.
Equally added a new deceived the equation of love multiplied by infinity.
This cycle of glances slowly build up a chill in the backbone of faith in this addition becoming stagnant and stink from repetition.
Snowballing down the Innocent's face.
First freezing its core so slowly.
Then the heat of deception burns so hot its flesh and veins burn away leaving no traces of life.
A new rain comes and washes away the ashes and the life grows and rejuvenates.
A pure beginning for another chance and the wells fill with water once again.
Forcing up through deep damaged roots pouring through the portals of a jaded soul