configuration of a silent quest. sudden thoughts on rights and wrongs. black and white victories drowning in a sea of grey. simple matters drawn out, dragged along in a slow motion. quivering hearts fall to a motionless matter, taking up space between the lungs. the rise and fall of the chest only reminding it of it's slow death, it's absent win. motivations in a twisted direction and a constant pain nibbling on your heels. shoes sincerely grounded and hands has heavy as suitcases, packing up your life and moving onward, out of sight out of mind, but you can't stop looking in the mirror. blushing lips and consequence. glue back your memories, the ones you threw in the fire, poked about and hoped would evaporate into air on another planet you would never have to feel their readiness ever again. mixed pleasures and willful stares, trying to pry off clothes with just your eyes. silly ambitions in a dream of dreams and misunderstanding understanding. bottle caps clogging pipe dreams and heels getting stuck in sewer drains. pushing something that doesn't want to move, encouraging someone who just doesn't want you. the crash of nothing on your everything causes heavy blows to your stamina. suddenly feeling the turn of the century in your guts and your breaking free from glory. sweeping power under the door mat and pretending to be vulnerable in a time of vulnerability. not remembering your name, whats my name. moral fiber clashing with your senses. overjoyed thoughts leaving your body with a glow and your knees a little wobbly. questioning questions wishing wishes in your direction and your unaware of just how much beauty you hold in your lips.
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