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May 2020
Just a bit tangled along the way
Things have been looking a little bleak
As if I've made these static sound myself unconsciously

Ruminating over and over
If I browsed over my memories
Will I be able to find my answer?

Midnight whispers lullabies and twisted thoughts
Projected with bizarre utopian visions
Since when do my head is filled with these

Somebody,

Please

Unwind me

Just like a wind-up toy
Maybe I'll restart my own being altogether eventually
archived April 2019
Roses Behind Every Thorns
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