Words, pt 2: Common sense
Where is our common sense
What is my deepest desire
Who sings that song of trust
If my heart is the root of your essence
Tell me now or bury me free
Am I, or are you
Can you, could I
Be what is there to see
Who are you, who am I
Even the longest road can’t tell
Above the skies, we walk on flames
No
Or know
Because we do not know
Our eyes
We do not know
Our lips
We do not know
Our selves
So how can we know our hearts
When everything
Is the same as nothing
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Playing With Words
PuisiJust some poetry and stuff: The words of a young adult with too many thoughts. It might suck, but I don't care. These are my own, sincere words; There is no right and wrong, as they constantly wander through spheres of whom they belong. This is me...
