Allow a meaningful visit to your island and come to mine
It’s not good laying in unkempt grass idle for months waiting to die
Isolation closing in but instead reaching out should occur
Words and thoughts blur with every attempted extension however it’s through the pain peace’s door
Banging fists on calm air saying no more unable or unwilling to take a personal tour
Your power does exist even as the enemy lies from strongholds mockingly blowing kisses in fog kissed mists
Melancholy soundtracks giggling at your surrender the resignation instead of attack
Let me come to bring you back to yourself anew.
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