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Once upon a strange sunrise I got lost and time died before my eyes I feel like i'm too far from my home My body now races and my mind roams I can see my feelings I can feel my thoughts Caved into weird dealings My perspective tied in a knot Hard to gain control of which I don't understand Seemingly an eternity, only a tick of the minute hand Unsure if I can withstand the heat My soul  is a bright star, but unmanned casting a radiance like a helping hand An uncanny force attracts my waves into a cave slaved to the dark abyss I'm moving closer to the grave concave a hiss of fear followed by a shivering kiss As I enter, I see my troubles carved in the wall Regrets, fears, sorrows that I've yet to overcome I'm appalled by the amount, too many to count, my overwhelming hate frees my mind from the drought. And in just the blink of a smile, I'm lavishly released from my personal dooms Eager to set foot in the aisle of a new lifestyle and I sit up never happier to be in my own room.
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Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 10:57 AM UTC
Revelating Journey
Once upon a strange sunrise I got lost and time died before my eyes I feel like i'm too far from my home My body now races and my mind roams I can see my feelings I can feel my thoughts Caved into weird dealings My perspective tied in a knot Hard to gain control of which I don't understand Seemingly an eternity, only a tick of the minute hand Unsure if I can withstand the heat My soul  is a bright star, but unmanned casting a radiance like a helping hand An uncanny force attracts my waves into a cave slaved to the dark abyss I'm moving closer to the grave concave a hiss of fear followed by a shivering kiss As I enter, I see my troubles carved in the wall Regrets, fears, sorrows that I've yet to overcome I'm appalled by the amount, too many to count, my overwhelming hate frees my mind from the drought. And in just the blink of a smile, I'm lavishly released from my personal dooms Eager to set foot in the aisle of a new lifestyle and I sit up never happier to be in my own room.
rambling a late night after studying. An unexpected journey
grant-horst
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Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 10:57 AM UTC
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