Sometimes the world can feel like a lonely place,
So many familiar faces blurred in the pace of time.
Sometimes the world can feel like a dull place,
All vibrancy and thoughts lost to the void.
Sometimes the world can feel like a hard place,
Curves, comfort and openness cess to exist.
Sometimes the world can feel like a cold place,
Frost numbing hands and hearts as the icicles form.
But sometimes, if the wind blows in the right direction,
The planets sit alined in the sky
And the birds sing in perfect pitch,
Sometimes the world can feel.
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Train Of Thought: Delayed
RandomJust some random things that pop into my head while I'm living life and dealing with everything it throws at me. I may swear, I'm sorry. It's a coping mechanism.
