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Ride

30 Dec

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In my mind, I am on a ride.

Infinite possibilities ahead,

Though secretly I just want to hide.

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I feel you, slowly slipping away,

I feel us drifting,

Mismatched chess pieces,

Pushing, pulling,

Silently falling.

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This little voice inside is screaming, whispering,

Secret thoughts, Hidden desires,

Scheming, Fleeting,

Glimpses of passion’s fire in shadow,

Hollow, Numb, Beautifully wrapped sorrow.

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I thought I climbed that big old hill,

Though it seems to be a dream, brought on by a pill,

The feverish longing to go is consuming me still,

My brain is awake yet my heart seems to be chilled.

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– V

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