Forgotten memories swept away,
Ever changing patterns never stay,
The great lonely winds blow,
Stealing my touch of warmth.
The desert winds never stays the same,
Its dunes mirror the state,
Of the world letting go,
Erasing each imprint.
Cold blue of the sands,
What say ye of my warmth?
Is it too little to bring you back?
Is it too much for me to ask?
For so long I've wandered,
Back and forth,
Headed all directions,
Even North,
Still searching for a place to rest,
Hidden from the bite of the maudlin winds.
Yet here we are once again,
Under the watchful eye of Sin,
Waiting for a moment to begin,
This life which had been frozen still,
One last breath of life in me,
To give hope, warmth, and strength to be free.
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Whispers of the Mind
שיריםLocked up inside, the mind speaks to you. Sometimes, it tells you of your past wishes, sometimes it becomes the cause of your spirals, and even more times, it allows you to dream. What a wonderful place this world could be if everyone achieved their...
