Ace Of Black Hearts
The Last Connection - Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
The last peice is finally gone.
Memories already forgotten.
I was waiting for the moment.
I was waiting for this day.
It's all okay.
Even as the hands shake.
Gone, gone, gone.
Out of here.
Delivered in such a way.
Diamonds in the chest.
With so many words I confess.
What is happiness if you can never let go.
The show on the road.
I can still see the signs.
And again we are moving on.
The crossroads of a summer of dreams.
A question of seeing the sight of so many bright lights.
Heavens dormant kiss.
Always leaving you wanting more.
Shallow roots unearthed with just a little bit of hard work.
What is motivational if not the experiences of ones life lived.
Take the snapshot, do not move, for we do not want it to get blurry.
Perfection through the crystal glass of a fortune teller.
Oh tell me did you predict this.
A guessing game with the passerby.
Hello and goodbye with one word.
Can you feel my vision of indecision.
Can you touch my darkness in the closet.
Can you just reach beneath the skin and tell me what I'm really feeling.
Is it a tingling, is it the slow cuts of a razorblades.
Any pain described can't meet the criteria of what's in both my heart and mind.
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