I have too many memories filled with despair and sorrow... will the time come I can see the shallow light forced through a gap again? my mind splits in two I can't go on...
Tales of those who have lost their minds, tales of those who are blind, tales of those who look up to the sky, tales of those whose death is demised.
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Just words that flow
A river in my head
It twists and turns
And never stays the same
The current is strong
You can never go back
Pen it down
And remember
The joy of the ride
Through the rough bumpy tide
That are the words
In my mind.