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Different Frequencies

Faded photograph from younger days
So many memories are hidden inside
Beneath all the tired irrelevant cliches
Where fantasy and reality often collide

His hopeful eyes are so full of promise
Truly believing that love conquers hate
This withered soul searching for solace
To relieve the burden of constant weight

Wonder if he’d understand I did my best
Trying to avoid all the countless pitfalls
Would it possibly be too much to digest
Knowing I’m unable to receive his calls





Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024
Written by DamianDeadLove (Damian DeadLove)
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Author's Note
Late night musing. Have you ever looked at a picture of yourself when you was a child. I have, and it's sometimes hard to see me in my younger eyes. All I see is hope and love, and realize I can never feel that again. Because I no longer possess the innocence required. Appreciate you.

-Damian DeadLove

" So listen, listen to me
Ooh, you must believe me
I can feel your eyes go through me
But I don't know why."


- Phil Collins  
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