The cold sets in,
chills upon my skin. Reaching for something not
To be found in the
fondness of memories abound. Taken the path
Of higher learning
while simply waiting with endless yearning.
A passion
unfulfilled by lack of motivation and time, to journey without
Heartache divine.
Divided our wants our needs, and discrimination when
All we've found is
elimination. No truth exists in midnight confessions
Despite all former
and previous concessions.
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