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Over-Archiver

 

If only i knew where I am,

I could say where I’ve been. 

I’m backward moving forward,

In between winds.

 

If life has taught me anything,

It is everything.

If all the things my eyes have seen,

All disarranged, worth less than a dream.

Your shady ways cloud today.

Still, we met to watch screens set bright.

Replaced an excellent book, with a cold beer on the toilet.

You are saving your truth, giving up trouble.

Nothing worthwhile was ever so cheap.

Let it out before I lose speed,

I can’t remember the last time I forgot to eat.

 

I’m sick of making plans to decay comfortably.

My house is without a front door

I am only as deep as my sleep.

I give up my; self messy yet clean.

Nothing worthwhile was ever so freeing.

 

Undressed words all go running.

Like music or smoke as easy to replace.

Uneven, I appear, when at the right angle.

But why look at the piece when I stand with the puzzle?

 

Whole; I stand within truth grounds.

Strength is to weakness as I am to my habits.

I have no weapon, no enemy, and no fate:

no opinion will need to take mine.

 

Save them the trouble, I give up my truth.

Nothing worthwhile was ever so cheap

Let it out before I lose speed,

I can’t remember the last time I forgot to eat.

χLaila Leone

 

"My words are my wings, and you are my messenger." - Khalil Gibran