A Challenge III/XVI



A Challenge 

III/XVI poetry stories
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The want without the wanted Desire, longing, only spoken
If nothing else:

A Challenge III/XVI

The want without the wanted Desire, longing, only spoken --If nothing else:

Inching between a relapse, a collapse.

Inching between a relapse, a collapse. Not much more to it than the ache,

Inching between a relapse, a collapse. Not much more to it than the ache, When sanity leaps, where judgement has lapsed,

Inching between a relapse, a collapse. Not much more to it than the ache, When sanity leaps, where judgement has lapsed, There lies a want, yearning to take.

Not much more to it than the ache.

Not much more to it than the ache. Burning the wax of my everyday.

Not much more to it than the ache. Burning the wax of my everyday. There lies a want, yearning to take.

Not much more to it than the ache. Burning the wax of my everyday. There lies a want, yearning to take. Only dying to give myself away.

Burning the wax of my everyday.

Burning the wax of my everyday. Reaching forward, finding nothing but air,

Burning the wax of my everyday. Reaching forward, finding nothing but air, Only dying to give myself away,

Burning the wax of my everyday. Reaching forward, finding nothing but air, Only dying to give myself away, Reaching from the shadows, but she's not there.

Reaching forward, finding nothing but air,

Reaching forward, finding nothing but air, Finding a flood, choking on an empty mouth

Reaching forward, finding nothing but air, Finding a flood, choking on an empty mouth Reaching from the shadows, but she's not there.

Reaching forward, finding nothing but air, Finding a flood, choking on an empty mouth Reaching from the shadows, but she's not there. Only a stream of fool's gold pours out.

Finding a flood, choking on an empty mouth,

Finding a flood, choking on an empty mouth, When sanity leaps, where judgement has lapsed,

Finding a flood, choking on an empty mouth, When sanity leaps, where judgement has lapsed, Only a stream of fool's gold pours out,

Finding a flood, choking on an empty mouth, When sanity leaps, where judgement has lapsed, Only a stream of fool's gold pours out, Inching between a relapse, a collapse.

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