Alex Retzlaff

Love is in the air
The whispering i can bear.
The times and the fear.
Nothing can go wrong as long as you are here.
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There is no end and nothing to tend to.
All the simplicities and all the complexities no one can compare to mine.
Here i am thinking of the ending, thinking of the twisting and bending ahead.
People always told me i would never become anything in life.
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The way she used to look at me.
The way she used to make me feel so free.
The interior finally reveals from the exterior.
Lies, Cries, Help's and pleas.
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Enticing and embracing.
Here i am as the convincing will or the conceiving trace.
There is no last remark and i could never embark on this journey again.
Here i am as the maker and the trouble undertaker.
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You know life is wrong when you get kicked out 4 times
Four times in my prime of 4 months.
I commited no crime and did no wrong
All i could do was sing one last song
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I endure pain all day long.
I grin at the sight of your face.
I sing a sad song just to break away.
The times i laughed.
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Ali is my girlfriend.
You may ask why?
I say because she has an amazing trend to her.
She has a great smile.
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Hate is in the air.
There is nothing but there seems to also be a little bit of discriminating.
My life has found new ways and new calls.
I have risen from down below and awaken from many falls?
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Mortal combat and mortal fighting.
People knifing each other.
Explosions everywhere, people hiding somewhere in the darkness.
Lurking, searching, and creeping.
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Confusion
Anxiety
Anger and
Pain
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Thanksgiving, the time for giving, the time for remarkable measure.
Eat as much as you can until you have no more leisure.
Eat until you have a seizure.
No time for panic, no time to become an insomniac.
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Even though we might not
Be blood But me and you
Still have love.
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Through the looking glass and through the entire mortal mass.
I see the face, i see her last trace
Her wings so delicate, and every move she makes is so intricate.
With the highest hopes and the most care there she wanders to share.
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No one knows about true love.
Or the touch of a turtle dove.
No one feels the same pain
In the same domain.
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The nice night breeze.
The feeling of ease.
The laughs, the happiness, all in one place at one time.
There was nothing at all wrong not even a crime.
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