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A portrait of radiance a light that shines true

A moment for once just to dream in all hues

Jupiter sits back dropping a tear

The moon reflecting all that you fear

The confrontations that are repeated, once more

A louche context burns to the core

The mirror finds exactly what’s spoken

Part of the soul not nearly a token

Deep within a mystery detection

Attracting a vision of pure perfection

Ones that see our only true self

It is who they are, all that is left

Abhorring the actual truth of the matter

Not stopping until the glass has been shattered

Once it is broken, not half empty or full

The waves start to crash, and gravity pull

Earth spins around, Venus waits to shine bright

Showing true love is always in sight.

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Everything that has been said describes himself perfectly, he hates me, he hates my light that is trying so hard to shine out of the cracks of the broken vessel. Misery loves company, is that not what people say? I happen to want better so I walked away. Let him talk, let him vent, let him blow his top. My response is private and can never be bought.

Much Love Much Life