Look Away

Look Away long poem

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Look away

Transmission overload;
Can’t seem to figure out my mind.
I’m feeling home alone in time,
Too late to find a bride.

I have slept a thousand years;
No princesses kiss to change my heart and wake me up.
I have shed a thousand tears;
I filled the room with my philosophical water-ducts.

I swam like a duck into the sky,
Living for all that is ahead.
Communication; translate lies to truth,
Misinterpret every word I have said.
Here, take my dictionary.
It’s all made up with empathy.
I wrote love on every page,
To say the word I never get to say.

I took another look at all the mistakes I have made,
But they are carved in stone. No memory I can erase.
Pick up another love, I’ll never write your name into my book.
You will be a forgotten one; or you will be the only one…trust.

Open heart did for me;
I let me feelings float away.
I write it down for you to see
And then I make sure you always look away.

You want an honest man;
The truth would tear your hope apart.
Inside my life,
There is only space for one heart.
Fill our heart with endless wonder.

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