And where do I go , and which way do I turn , was that just a vision or does it really exist, illision of fantasy like a ship in the mist, the truth of it all remains to be seen for in this moment of time I can only dream, laying awake I stare in to the night , doom and dread surround like the demons I fight, river of emotions flow like a swift moving tide, spiraling so fast downward I slide, and will ever I find that peace I use to know and breaking down more with each passing blow, desperation and pain a part of everyday life, and words not spoken that cute like a knife...............
Posted on: Wed, 24 Jul 2013 15:00:40 +0000
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