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Lose and try to let

The beginning of the sunset

The dark is far from true,

 

Butterflies

But are flies

So let the f***

Fill you lie and make it life,

 

Know the now

Find far away and how...

Emptiness overcame

I tried and filled it up again

 

Tonight

Stars blink and miss me

All around them... dark soul recomposed

Smell of ashes, drowning in the look,

 

Knowing truth

Is chasing the horizon

While I sit

On someone else's...

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. you are evolving at a crazy pace ... i got knocked out by "butterflies, but are flies" especially ... this IS that piece to which that line belongs ... a symphony ... and a fascinating one at that ... the gap between that true life and the circumstantially induced one is tough to eliminate ... but it can be done ... as i recently found out ... i dunno about darkness though ... i mean is being ruled by a heart that doesn't turn bitter despite let downs darkness or light ? ... you tell me when you're online next ...

[Coyote Poetry]

A lot of questions raised in the poem. I like how you open the door to vision and thoughts with each set of lines. A excellent poem.
Coyote