Early
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Open your eyes before the crack of dawn
Venture into the cold morning
Travel to an even colder place
A place where hope goes to die
And creativity is supressed
Wjere your freedom is snatched away
Morning dawns on the earth,
Like a day-to-day rebirth.
Rising from slumber once more,
An awake much like a chore.
Wiping the sleep from your eyes,
I should stop calling these thoughts
Dumb
I just really like you is all
And I'm afraid I'll fuck things up
Like I always do
By telling you how I really feel
Or showing you every single thing
Young lust
Simmers deeper than a gigantic tidal wave
The vivacious fusion of the two bodies
Begins to peak into the uppermost realm of infatuation
As they cover each other with outer warmth
I see the burning of the sky tonight,
hues of orange to light, fades of blue; dark
overcast, overnight, I tame sight.
Lion in the sky roars to lay a mark;
Seeing the heavenly fire creeping forward,
