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the silence comes and goes in waves 
sometimes between the intervals 
depression subsides 
just long enough to notice
I’m still alone

here in the dog days of summer
I find my thoughts being led astray 
wondering has the good things Ive done in life 
outnumber the wrong
it's sad to say but I don't know

pristine and preserved in miniature frames
portraits hand painted in pastel colors
hang from the walls
the envisioned ideas of love an' life
willing to bleed for
willing to die for

I've walked the razor's edge so long 
the lines begin to blur 
I watched love die 
over the angry words of perceived slights
and to much pride

a ace of spades tattooed up my arm
a suicide king branded on my heart
still searching for the queen of hearts
folding is not an option

as for life if I was wrong 
I wronged for all the right reasons
at least for the most part
some were just outright foul with no two sides about it.
sometimes I was fighting just to be fighting

I live, I love, I walk in circles, I take chances.
I regret, I forgive, on my knees Ive asked for it
as for prayers it seems 
heavens turned it back on me

the silence comes and goes in waves 
sometimes between the intervals 
depression subsides 
just long enough to notice
I’m still alone

~ D Donner ~