All I know is what I believe I've experienced.

Sometimes its difficult to remember how to speak stutter free and honestly, to the silence that accompanies this unsure heart.  More often than not I get sucked into illusions, forgetting how to bend the light the way I am supposed to.  I forget to dance and end up burning cigarettes into my memories, thinking I may know you less than I once believed I did.  We could be closer.  We could be lost.  We could find.  It is just us.  And sometimes we are out of time and full of black sands.  I would kiss you if it wouldn’t cause me to choke.  Still, I’d just rather breathe.  Sometimes, I fear I am too simple. 

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  4. sirnerd said: rule words but the honest truth
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