To Wake Up
A friendship so beautiful,
The world's eyes are forever searching,
But fail to find, rendered sightless by greed.
The hatred tries to bleed into, incompetent.
A home broken like an ocean floor of glass,
Hearts beating for nothing but jealousy,
A mother so bitter, sick, devastated,
Agony addressing each day.
A passion that burns like an inferno,
Beastly, beautiful, terrifying.
The one that strikes adulation from anyone
Deadly, dancing flames.
Waking up for her,
to see her smile,
radiance emanating like a torrent,
Demanding to be differentiated from the rest.
I live for you, and all the years with you,
And all of the breath I have left.
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