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Apr 2012
I can hear your voice,
so clearly in my head,
words like bells ringing once again,
and sitting still I spin

Madness lies, cold and
lonely, in my bed, in my head,
waiting for the sun to rise
on jaded, hazy eyes

Remembered cries,
remembered lies,
it's no surprise that
forever fell short again

Another empty night
spent looking for old friends
in darkened bottles'
bottom ends

Whoever knew?
life can be so hollow
I guess it's true, nothing
comes close to me and you

Even though, I don't know
which way I want to go,
just wait around, I'm certain
I'll come back to you again
this is just a rough draft, it definitely needs something more, I'm just not sure what yet. constructive criticism is always appreciated!
Zak Edwards
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