Ryan Leonard

Oh the fate filled few
Who’s fires burn so bright,
Kindled by divinity.
Emotions know by only God and us
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Westward we head
In search of surf and sun
We ran faster
Stretched further
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In a world where 2+2=5,
Ignorance is bliss and I know nothing.
I do what I’m told and I’m told what to do.
I don’t cry. I don’t laugh. To feel nothing is a gift.
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The snow is soft and the mountains high.
I climb with my newly met brothers into the sky.
So high are we, a whole world lies below us.
The skis are heavy, its my cross to bear.
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When the past is long forgotten
And I gaze upon her now
She shares the softest smile
Recounting unmade memories
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So I’ve been used
And occasionally abused
But her kisses bring me back
And sometimes leave marks
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I sat watching the river flow past thinking of
How lucky a brook, to forget with each current
The waves held between its banks
But my conscience has never been so blessed
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She’s just like countless others
Except I’ve known her lips
But to them I shall never return
Soft as they were, they want me no more
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She’s just like countless others
Except I’ve known her lips
But to them I shall never return
Soft as they were, they want me no more
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Lost in the deepest of seas
Adrift in a current
Alone in my strife
The sky rained down
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Tempests rage amid the pacific,
Seas dance under a lightning lit sky
Each crest marked with foamy froth
Leaving me to list in the loneliness
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