Rocky roads; this what I see
the movement of the masses capture me
life, love, living in steps so small
but etched into the fabric of infinity
swells hit me like bittersweet waves
ravaging the coastline of who I am
carving away to the core
of the better man that sleeps within
here I see eyes that shine so bright
they have me in their grasp
but, it's ok, I accept it with a smile
something is changing; I feel a shift
I've been moving to the sounds; studying
the beauty slumbering on the horizon
I've been waiting for a muse, but here
on such chaotic cliffs she sits
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