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  • The One

    The one who seems familiar.
    The one who seems the same.
    The one with silky skin slithering along your own.

    The one you tell your deepest darkest dreams.
    The one who’s eyes did gleam.
    The one who’s roots, rooted along yours, like a cracked red pot in the suffocating embrace of a tree.
    The one who was springy like a child.
    Thus causing the pains of age to subside with a temporary breathe of relief.
    The pains of ageing could always return, that’s why your supposed take medications, but you choose to decline because its spontaneous and that’s what makes you feel alive.

    The one with bitter lips melting between yours, doubting.
    The one who only shows their love with adult physicals and childish words.
    The one you trust, but don’t know what your trusting.
    The one who placed the veiling glasses on your nose bone
    Which seamed like they should help your visage,
    But they are dirty.
    There is fog on them.

    The one who speaks of homes and Dogs,
    Of little Johnny Jr.s and of till death do us parts.
    The one who speaks these words, seam true…
    But as you peer, the image you see in the reflection only contains themselves and these topics.
    You wonder if you’re present in the future.
    You wonder if the future is a present.
    And the best present you unpacked, was and is your sight.
    The one who seemed familiar.
    The one who seemed the same.
    The one…
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