spinning through this void i have created of questions that i don't want to answer and faces i don't want to see i made this world out of the ashes of a life i left behind but everytime i hear your voice you're making me remember and i wonder why i don't leave it alone abstain from these pleasures of the heart like some precarious addiction or some dreaded habit that each day pulls me down deeper until i don't even know who i am what i'm facing you leave me alone with these questions which is good because i cannot face you, now at your side, my head nestled in your shoulder i can't seem to think i don't seem to know but these moments, these curses that are blessings in disguise where you are not with me and you can't look into my eyes the only remaining times i feel like me when i bow, make my vow-to celibacy and confidence is no longer the issue or the yearning to be something greater who i am seems alright until some conflict drives me down again wading in the mainstream choking on the dirt living in this monotonous alleyway drinking down the hurt i'm not dependent or i hope not i thought i had clarified is there some joy in compensation if there were i would not be here starving wondering if each sound may have been from you hoping there's something deeper but running from the truth i think it's time for a change- a silent someone is beside me forever and a day. for a day, i thought it had been you.Birth sign: Not entered
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