Emancipated. Casted out of your mother's womb. There is no way you were groomed to be King. Emulating fraudulent things, this couldn't be the American dream. Sewing discord amongst other things. I need to wake up from this horrid dream.
When I met you I saw a kingdom in your eyes.
Why! I couldn't still be chasing butterflies.
If only you were awake to see what I see. Haven't quite grown up from playing squirrel, and monopoly. How can I be mad? I was shown what's to come. I didn't catch the signs that you were merely a delivery boy.
I want this joy for ALL my brothers and sisters. In this crazy reality, some may be left behind. Distractions is where you've invested your time. I pictured us walking through paradise arm and arm.
The gates are closing so I must walk alone. Hoping true love is on the other side.
Rest easy my love, cause this truly is goodbye.
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Author:
Keziah Amore\' (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 6th, 2017 10:25
- Category: Love
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Comments2
This is very beautifully written.
Thank you.
A beautiful emotive write.
Thank You
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