The truth is, I've always ever known.
My mind just refused to grow.
Inner truth doesn't conquer the outer emotional walls.
It only knows to try to hang onto desperate hope.
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I signed a peace treaty, covering both my heart, as well as my soul,
Even if there is little left of me to fold,
I've promised myself to always feel whole.
Though, I don't know, just how long this stillness might hold. This rushing, feeling flooded out; losing total control. Destitute; cold, the banks have never been stable, for they were constantly overflowed. Neither was there day, nor night, for both sun and moon were sacrificed, both.
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Overtaken, just as my mind is, all I want is peace,
I often stand in the heat of the moment,
I can't recall the bliss of breeze.
My shadows don't exist, for there's nothing left to cast,
A heart, just to replace the one I have,
Is only ever all I'd have asked.

© Lunaris