I lose myself in my words and I lose myself. You'll find pieces of my thoughts here, like shattered crystal. Poems are stories from the heart I suppose but these are hardly poems. They are more things I never said.
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Memories Tragedies Things keep popping in my head I feel like time's running out Can't remember what they said The people changed and the places did too yet I'm still standing just here Doesn't matter where I want to go to when I know you'll never be near
