Gold was not a happy escape
Your Colors
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On Healing
Itching again Scratching again Annoying again Ignoring again Itching is a good sign I guess Though almost too annoying to ignore Guess I'm healing -Kel Dayheart
Rebel with a Cause?
His haggard appearance Did nothing to endear him To the public And although the masses Looked their noses down On him He raised his chin Straightened his shoulders To rebel against What the world Tells him to do -Kel Dayheart
I’m fine
I died again last night Right there in your arms But you didn't seem to notice Even as I clutched at you Tighter than before You were blinded by the words "I'm fine." -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #3
Sometimes late at night she misses you
Eccentric
I am prone To outlandish behavior And loud laughter But please don't fret Or be alarmed I mean no harm It's just the way I was born to be -Kel Dayheart
Drawing Board
No matter what I come up with It seems I am always And forever Going back To the drawing board -Kel Dayheart
Change Up
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Assessment
It has cemented In my brain Taking root Lingering, loitering Crouching in the shadows Waiting to pounce The next quiet moment -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 