I have been,
I have seen,
And wanted to feel,
All seem the same
this feelings are not of fame
Have you ever thought of darkness,when in broad daylight,
Have you ever thought of sickness, when you on a healthy ride.
Ever miss low when you are high,
Ever miss wrong when you are right,
All have seem to be like conspiracy theory formed to conquer our superstition.
©hushdarlin
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