A thought process
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Find my peace of mind,
the meaning of its bind,
I keep searching through the mine
with no success I have yet to find.
Open up your eyes,
seek past all the lies,
break all of those ties
Two long flight of lustrous stairs
Converge far onto a lofty gallery
For the enigma within that bears
What lies beyond a queer mystery
I'm left alone, searching for a distraction.
I remember the taste of your lips, how your hands felt grazing my skin,
I remember you saying you could lay beside me forever.
Then you told me about her.
Closed eyes
Darkness
They can see you
Look left!
They can hear you
Look right!
Nothing there
Cold breath crawls in your ear
Tunr Around!
Did you see that?
They heard you
See as it comes towards the seasons of celebrations ,
it saddens me to be the one who brings commiserations ,
A year we entered with nothing but hope ,
I say the words of nothing, locked inside my heart.
Cents is not to be made, sense is not to be had
I'm sorry if I have confused you,
I confused myself first.
I guess I'm saying that I don't care what you think
