'8daysAweek'
© Raul Cortes Jr. 9-20-19
If my soul had a blockage, your presence removes it.
Dying more everyday, to gain you, self I'm losing.
I couldn't grieve, expecting you to come around.
Living in faith, as if you're here now.
I am committed to whatever has a strong pull.
What can I say, who's as strong as you?
Thus we meet again, I just don't remember.
Snow is a form of memorabilia, let's return as angels together.
How I act small if you are the ecstatic to my motion.
Previous wounds were experiences of light that led me to see how you're glowing.
You are the right in a world of wrong.
Writedoing is my field, please don't take to long.
©polo
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