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:: 11.21.2020 :
It’s a complicated world
ruled by pain and fear
Everything’s ‘will you swim
or will you fade’
the smallest things
hold us back
the madness outside
these walls
are nothing compared
to what’s within my halls
Brain traffic: s/o confused
grid-locked & neurotically fused
Drain my Soul
Brain traffic: over/used
fear-****-fed till your dead
then Life’s on hold
it’s all Inside your head
BRAIN DEAD.
:: 03.27.2020 ::
Though there may be moments of sadness
when i must look deep within myself
let the warmth of love
let the warmth of sun
come through
At times i cannot fathom life
its cruel moments
its terrible feelings
let the warmth of love
let the warmth of sun
come through to me
When shadows fall and doubts arise,
and silence echoes through the night,
let the warmth of love,
let the warmth of sun
gently hold me tight.
In quiet hours when fear appears,
and every breath feels like a weight,
let the warmth of love,
let the warmth of sun
mend what fate may break.
For even in the darkest hours,
when I am lost, too tired to fight,
let the warmth of love,
let the warmth of sun
guide me back to light.
:: 10.24.2024 ::
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