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The Second Resurrection...


I ask myself today, what did I hope to do with so many hearts...

I look at these children with their freedom before them.
Allow me grieve with the ones who've never seen the dark four walls.
The king whose toes I stepped on demanded for nothing, yet my heart was broken; I saw my mother cry.
I said a single prayer and made one wish.
That God didn't grant my wish will never make Him any less powerful than He is.
Sometimes in my solitude, I wish I had planted my feet on the ground; the land was fertile.
I should have placed my pots outside; the rains poured and they poured heavily...
I ask myself today, what did I hope to do with so many hearts... The hearts I should have broken to save my heart, my soul.
I cried, oh I cried.. Have you ever felt the power of the rains on cloudy days?
Have you ever felt the weight of the wind on your chest while all you want to do is move forward?
All I wanted to do was fall asleep, why did I fall in love?
I hit rock bottom, the Pisces in me.
I drowned in my own tears, so much for being a fish.
I hate that I am able to hate how I feel now.
I hate that I killed the boy in my heart despite having the wisdom to save him... My inner hypocrite.
What do we say to the mother who lost her son?
How do we console a breaking heart?
How do we tell the wounded man he is the cause of the pain he feels?
How do we begin to comprehend the nonsensical thing we know as "a mistake?"
They say love is a beautiful thing, and I was told I am supposed to love my life.
Please just allow me fall asleep today, maybe tomorrow I'll fall in love...

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