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I truly try to be the best that I can
to my famiy and friends, my wife, my little man
so when storms extend the reality of sand
to impressionable demand, one cannot withstand...
I seem to falter in the pits of the plan,
but when time in this notebook, sheds it's skin
the pen connects again to make sense of the sin
come again, done again?, in unforgotten land.

Thunder and lightning sounds enlightening
to surprising delights, to unrelenting imaginings
So why do you insist on striking such conversation
leaving us with little of the sun to impression...
Upon a time and day, eclipsed in moon rays
an ominous vibe resist vibrations of praise
For the reason is not that I love you everyday
but your denial of logic I easier display.

We are good for one another, I laugh you laugh too
I know feelings are not my thing, but I feel them two
like you and I brewed to a perfect cup of anew
or you and I knew we would be a couple.
Yet two things keep us from true happiness