A Place To Rest The Mind
Dystopia is here with the rain
As well as the cold humidity of a
Meadow in the summer
We never wanted to be here
Always on the run
Moving from city to the city
But being a prison of
Time and circumstances
Not much choices being given
I have been silent
For such a long time
No uttering a word
Kept my thoughts
To my self
And now I don’t see
Why it would matter
Anymore
All my battles will be lost
All my thoughts will be forgotten
One day so let’s give them
Wings and words
It is sometimes hard to be forgiving
Trial and error has limited value
On a long journey through the night
Makes me more sure of this
But inside us other things turn
Out to be true
In the pale morning light
the world turns on a word
I'm just another dreamer...
let's mend the broken
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to be worth sharing
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It is all about words. Your words are enough to shatter someone's heart. Your words are enough to make a broken heart unbroken. Words have the power to change your life perspectives.
P_KAY
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