Goodmorning, Glory

SMILE UP

There’s a closeted genius within you, the murmurs and confusion are far from welcomed but you invite. You continue to invite the madness, the charted, maniacal vernacular of a moment lasting way too long. But aren’t we all moments lasting way too long, or should we collaborate to understand this level of survival which begins with a smile and ends in denial. You and I are worth, the most in life, the least in sorrow and the wealth of elation. I am in the position to provide a dream, or live a lie. Failure precedes your step, while I just try to love you, I loved you. Well, I loved to love you, do you believe me? Believe in the last words you spoke to her, when it all felt real. This moment too shall pass.

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