"Those day's are different,
A little on edge I wonder.
My heart goes blank,
As my mind's filled with wonder.
Unsaid words keep wondering,
In lost lands of misery.
And I stand still,
As my world keeps falling.
The sand in my hands,
Runs through the gaps.
As my inside breaks,
In rigid body frames."
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Verses
Poetryjust some verses that comes to mind,and leave trails of thoughts behind:)
