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Lust

We're all lost souls.

By Abstract Of The MindPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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I've been a Lust over the distant fire of your past Regrets

A defense of the test which you upon

Merging frowns that you stack with the crown you Detached

Forgetting your worth in the path of the World's Eye

I'd love to remind you of the trials to learn from Time

And find that you've been lost to climb your Truth of this Life

Your definition to define and fight while seeking improvement

I've longed to find my approval to move forward and have you dismissed

My mind disfigures my defense for replaying a scene I've leaned towards

And hid from the real torture

That I'd be A

L

O

N

E again

Clenching my fists over clouded vents

And punching the fridge that cooled your doubted dents

I've frowned upon myself to carry the aspect of Joy

A selfish Thought to be felt

Being fed by Choice

We've lost ourselves as we divided our voices

I guess the clueless decide to be Hopeless

We've lost what we had in our life and it was never meant to be permanent

Our incline has started

And I'm gaining my F

O

C

U

S

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