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unknown

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I don’t know what it is I’m looking for but I am aware to my core that I have not yet found it.
It is lurking and leering and calling to me but I don’t know where it is.
It taunts me and aggresses me and deprives me of any promise of satisfaction.
There are fleeting moments when I feel as though I’m close, so close but that moment passes and I realize just how far away I am.
Is there a secret passageway? A gateway accessible only to those who possess a power unknown to me?
Is the struggle meant to be interminable? Only receiving praise when it is too late to fully enjoy it?
Is it desperation or an inability to escape that makes the point break?
Where are you?
What are you?
Why are you so intent on fleeing from me?

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Every Time

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If every time was like the first time, would it be bitter or sweet? Would it lift you up or knock you down to your knees?

If every time was like the first time, would it be as a dream come true or a nightmare from which you beg to wake?

If every time was like the first time, would it be the beauty or the beast. Would you brag about it to any who would listen or just the very least?

If every time was like the first time would you rush in headlong? Would you hesitate for a moment? Wait for the next song?

If every time was like the first time, would you change it? Perhaps a better story to tell? Make it seem as though it was much more?

But if every time was like the first time, then you might miss the fullness of this time and the next time would likely be the last time.

Copyright © 2014 Tamika Brown and TheFynePrynt.com

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