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Veteran
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IP:
The rain arrives on charcoal shingles, but ends up in the gutter...
Running the course as nature intends, the same goes for a lover.
Can't help but flow downward, gravity has more effect than we think...
And love is so much like water, because it's a necessity that we drink.
It's hard to comprehend, that everything we've been told is wrong...
And it's even harder to visualize, the current life I have being gone.
But if the undertow overpowers, I'll eventually sing a different song...
So I'd better cherish what I have while it's here...
...............................................cuz I guess it won't be here long.
All the way back to the bible, a man's supposed to find a wife...
Fall in love and settle down, have children to complete their life.
But it's rarely written how hard it is to try and mold two into one...
No one gives you instructions on how to ensure it's properly done.
So we flow the way we're supposed to, which is usually in a spiral...
And you have no time for outsiders so you treat them like they're viral.
Just you and your own, swirling and twirling through life's hectic race...
But in a whirlpool you can't help but clash, and often...
............................................it lead's to losing love for that face.
You don't see tiny field mice, trying to 'make it work'...
They get together over instincts, not cuz one was a good flirt.
There's no consideration of feelings, they simply fill their needs...
Then ride the wave to the next mate and continue to breed.
Why can't we be like that, why can't we see what's destiny?
Why do we try and hold on to something, that wasn't meant to be?
Is it because we're so insecure, deep inside where fear lies?
Do our egos need such constant stroking...
...................that it can only be given by husbands and wives?
Someone who's always there, to reassure you that you're tops...
Someone who's even there, when what ya topped has gone flop.
To equal a security blanket, the finest cotton that smells of powder...
It's warm and safe like being an infant that's breast fed every hour.
And when this warmth fades away, kinda like growing up causes...
Love is viewed through weathered eyes, and suddenly it isn't so flawless.
Despite our wishes to hold on, staying together isn't one of our blessins...
God and nature makes sure nothing lasts forever...
.................................................. ....so prepare for this life lesson.
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