no rocks that rumble
no darkness is here
no death to be talked
there's nothing there
wind, kids, sunshine
its happiness everywhere
no cracks on the ground
no unfaiithful tales
I see sunshine
I just wanted to tell
hope this lasts for a thousamd years
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Gain Pain
PoesíaYour mind tells stories of all things. Your mind believes whatever you want it to believe. Some right or wrong, some absolutely right, some thoughts suicidal, depressed, and dark. This is a tell all of the mind or at least what's going on in mines.
