Black Poetry : This is how it is

poeticlyspeakin

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Home is where the heart is, but my heart isn't her
Occupation
Living
late nights, long conversations, brief days, deep thoughts
ur the plot of my dreams...
mixed emotions, forbidden trust, unrealistic pleasure, distant rage
ur the air ive learned to love to breathe

sleepless nights, early sunsets, timeless small talk, and unforgettable stories
these days ive learned to live for...
love songs, sweet music, calm beats, real lyrics
this melody ive learned to keep stored...

truest passion, vivid visions, blind connection, open options, respectable choices
ur a beautiful creation thats been placed here 4 a reason...
undescribable joy, good days, bad days, future disagreements, past compremises
i promise to give u all of me til' the say i stop breathin...

yes, i do remember a lot.
 

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