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Breed

  • Writer: Andrew Bedell
    Andrew Bedell
  • Mar 15, 2017
  • 2 min read

I am a whisper rustling through the trees I am the ripple of a pebble in a stream I am the ember of a funeral pyre I am the guilt of forbidden desire I am the rumble of distant thunder I am the elusive winning number I am the clown with a broken smile I am the letter at the bottom of the pile I am the words that will never be spoken I am the promise that is sure to be broken I am the water flowing down the gutter I am a butterfly on its final flutter I am the worst poker hand ever to be dealt I am the snowman who is sure to melt

I am the dog always chasing its tail I'm the wrongly accused who didn't get bail I am the blood running through your veins I am the poison with your mind in chains I am the pain that will never heal I am the demons that feel so real I am the longing in your soul I am the lust you can not control I am fire disguised as need

I am wanting and I am greed

I am the dreams that you thought were lost I am winning what ever the cost I am the challenge that you must complete I am the meal that you long to eat I am darkness and I am light I am the screaming in the night I am the pill that is so bitter I am the loneliness of your bed sitter I am all of the sad goodbyes I am the one with a thousand lies I am the book that you will never read I am your future when it's time to breed.

 
 
 

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