Treason Poems

I'm ready
I'm ready for what comes and goes.
I'm the optimist,
The proud.
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As I sit and reminisce,
and listen to the songs that I once listened with you,
the flood gates open,
and my vision gets blurred from what once was.
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John!
No Shoes on.
Walks the gravel road, while the rocks sting his feet.
Of course that's not the only thing bothering him.
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Awoke in a familiar cave.
Cleaned everything, made sure not to leave a trace.
But I keep coming back just to make sure my foot prints are still there.
Will it matter, will the next sleeper care?
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I don't wanna waste your time.
So here I go.
My confession to you is priceless. I hope you know.
I don't want to be here for to long.
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A silhouette, from the street light, coming down on the ground, rock hard.
The bitterness from the your selfishness is unrealized.
But many thanks for it.
I thought I heard your voice, as I peered over the corner.
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I've been to places that I have gained memories
Of what once was.

Blue skies and runny eyes
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Pinned down by doubts,
of what can and what can be.

Are these just temporary,
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I should have gone with my human nature
But I chose to fight it off
and for those next 5 hours
what was in my mind?
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