strange thoughts of strangers cots put the strangest knots in my relationship plots
constant search for loves warm embrace, common ground, understanding or is it the challenge and the chase?
that makes a lovers look about face and re-think the time, pace and space being used or spent
all for someones love to rent
with the most honest of intent but still too disatisfied to be content
its only human to see something you dont have and feel like your missing out
but should it be an everyday bout with yourself as you continue to convince yourself thats its not all about self
while placing people on pedestals or on shelves
emptying your soul on lines of paper and computer keyboards to the point where all thats left is a mere shell
shadow of a man
i want to be the artist not the fan, the painter not the canvas
i dont know if its the desire to impress or the desire to be desired
if lifes climax is death then do people go to work to be fired? fall in love to get hurt?
buy into the philosophy that tradegy inspires, like how the rose that grew from concrete is stronger than that from the dirt
if love at first sight is as true as its feeling
then what happens to that love when second sight start seeing?
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