Today is a wake up call ....
A call to reach my conscious mind & also my own instinct
rather than a call from the heart,
The heart thats long gone and drowned in the midst of turmoil,
My eyes are filled with unwanted oceans
that could possibly drown my world with my sorrows,
Behind the curtain, behind that tail,
There's someone missing,
Probably Gone to sail in a boat, a small boat called home.
I rest the case with a solemn nod,
that somethings would not change,
after much acclaimed promises and sweet gesture's,
its all transparent,
Easily read, easily deciphered,
Im done, for now.
Done with the sweet tabboo's.
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