Never Fall Away.

by Poet on the Piano   Dec 23, 2011


Hoping the sky would make me up...
have me last.

Meeting you, every second

shifting.

Understanding
the place for my
soul, not only the mass above
but deeper into you.

We were made to never deny anymore.

What we are truly speaking
is the meaning of this tightly spun world.

- Written December 22, 2011.

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