Benevolence


My affliction is a blatant blemish from my mouth of intelligence
which my heart does not contravene.
I abstain abundance- in search of my own: benevolence
I am left in-destroyed; of everything that I accompany
I am not then- I am now-I do not refer.

The both of we; together we learn
Together we disengage the direct hits,
Of the shots that split through the in-betweens of us

Thoughts of our own made for thinking
Thoroughly lose their relevance;
When the stars in the sky sing...
To just me and to you.
Overwhelmed
My idea of self lies within the love I can't function without

My heart wrote about the reasons
The reasons why I equipped myself to love;
The way that I used to.

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