FLOW
FREELY.
The
river flows freely from point a to point b.
The
river is the nothingness, the nothingness dwells within me.
I
am burdened by these half-assed promises,
That
fly quicker than the man. Words speak to
me with
Gentle
lips; the lover that is myself, the lover that is in me.
I
need you! I cry, my words sound like
broken glass on
Broken
rocks, and you don’t remember me, but I remember you.
Don’t
forget where you came from, or where you are going;
The
world is a river that is forever moving, forever flowing.
And
no one knows where I am going.
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