The Art of Being Single

They say she shall find him when the time is right

They say he shalt not search for love when it's all around 

They can say a million words of enlightenment frailty 

They can't describe his love as it will always be found 

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They spoke of excellence prevailing the journey

They spoke through the grapevine of losses of man

They are just attention seekers with a truth unjust

They spoke of the truth he found when love and war began

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He may be a fool for falling for her once again

He may very well not be content without her by his side

He loves like the chosen one who the enemy is afraid of

He hugs her in a faded dreamscape of a paradise confide

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He bleeds like a heroic adventure in a paradigm shift

He walks the path of righteousness over a cosmic wave

He dreams of surrendering to the creator of the universe

He seeks true love in natural surroundings to the grave

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She observes nature in her own peculiar way

She walks through her pain of letting go to confide

She is wearing his stain in her eyes deep within

She is a beautiful soul of worn out pride

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She stands under the moon light in awe of it all

She wonders if hell is a place set apart from the soul and the crown

She dreams of a wonderful man with darkness opening light

She sits still on a park bench wondering why he let her down 

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We are souls separated by indifference in perspective

We are creating our own personal lives by our own perseption

We must learn to let go of the things that hold us back

We are alive and death is only an illusion of inception 

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We remind eachother of who we are within and we can't fake it

We are stardust wrapped in skin with a choice to make it or break it

We are humanity only because of what our mind body and soul is capable of

We are capable of destroying each other with hate or healing eachother with love