completely submit

Claimed as if so far away
Over the lines of miscommunication
Making the verification of any
Path that is true about half the time
Letting go in the county of the arena of kings
Eager to get something done but nothing to prove
Today is better than all the yesterdays
Exit the room but not the building
Like a canvas that has been released
Yelling at myself In my own head
Sifting through the corrections that need to be made
Unless I am so busy I believe you
Beaches of trust I have seen,
mountains of closeness I have been
I am so far past falling for you
That I cannot picture life without you in it

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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