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Back in the day when I couldn’t guess
What color will next embrace your eyes
I loathed to lose what once I borrowed
Lament in sorrow what life denies
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But locks and chains are for the fearful
Why claim now what I earned in disguise?
And what value can some labels bring
To he who already sparks your sighs?
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Mislabels, though, decry their essence
A diamond will still proudly shine
Whether blessed by your label or not
But dare call it coal and watch it whine
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How one can tell black from navy blue
Until too close you bring them and stare
Find the soul of black in a subtle clue
That shows how silly it was to compare
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There's always a time in which some think:
“When this story dies, we die along.”
Until comes that day they did not seek
Their story dies, yet they still live on
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A hole in your world I may’ve become
To walk around me, design your days
But fall back into me when I come
Like a dream that knocks and never stays
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If comes a day I whisper again
Between your lips a tenderest kiss
I'll say: In lust we love what we see
But I lusted what I didn't in this
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L.


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Your love helps me write something worth reading or do something worth writing. Thanks, L.

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