life moves
life moves in virulent cycles on repeat.
just an echo of my younger happier self,
the one that was care free, and loved to talk.
talk about anything.
but my innocence got tainted,
tainted by the darkness of the mind.
the mind that creates words and images of pandemonium.
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now i should tell you guys i do use some lyrics from songs in my poems like im not claiming those words as mine im just using them to make the poem pop
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