Matthew Boisjolie - Bwtween

Radiant Emotions rain down onto the nuclear society,
pulling down the radioactive snowflakes that cover the ground,
decieving the true color of the truth that once stood strong,
as you try to take away everything that made me feel like that,
and bury it in the shallow grave, the point that one can mend,
and when true strength is reached, fortune calls for weakness,
to be given away, to be pushed away, to come home,
in the light of the new years, calling for the extermination,
of the success that once followed, that once succeeded,
intiment with the passion for life that you once held, so proudly in your hands,
never knowing it held the meaning of life, the meaning of love,
the eternity of the second where time paused, to allow you and i,
to meet and gather our thoughts, to gather our belongings,
to gather our emotions, and try to fill in the puzzle pieces of the lost,
the forgotten, the abandoned, feeling the coldnees on the floor,
just when you were left in the wake of the mistakes, you jumped up,
and stood straight, inspite of the storm, that gains power and force inside,
of the memories that are slow to react, to the point where we achieve a total,
utopia between the masses.

Matthew Boisjolie

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