[ Previously titled Soothing Thoughts of the Clamorous Mind. ]
Here are the-
Words dripping out of my mouth like ink
Vanishing into the blues on the brink
Of whispered promises
That make our hearts scratch with callouses.
Or in short and simple way...
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She loved mystries her soul often craved to uncover every little fibre of secrecy thinking she was picking up stars after stars from the dark blanket of the night
But the people in her life they never were the stars of her sky they never showed her the way when the roughs of her wild life sea would unexplainably clash upon her almost drowning her in
She's become a mystery to them now they never understand what goes on in her scarred mind
She's become a mystery to her own self it seems because sometimes she wonders if any of her smiles are real at all.