Rebirth By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
To be proud takes a step
What we see we hope for
If not to get we push away
Games we play as we wake
The look in the eyes calls suspicion
When can we prove and not wait for the inevitable
Too close we come and sometimes we're burnt by the obsessive nature of what we are
Demons harness the saneness
Darkness meets half way morning with pain to greet the morning
To live a dream we want but the eyes are teenage possessions of greater infinitive trouble and
Dazed by reality
We're who we are
Rogue are clear blue skies with nothing to stay the same but hate the rebirth...
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