I am falling, it's a mystery
Let's go back to history.
There is more to this
11:11 make a wish
I would always want you more.
Promises lingering like before.
Death is at the end of the road.
Put your feet up, and take off the extra load.
These bizarre moments of the past.
Questions, only I have asked.
Crazed anxieties in my mind.
Holding on as if your blind.
Imagine what this world has come to.
Looking through the eyes of the dead.
Lying paralyzed in my bed
Imagine what goes through their heads.
I would always want one hundred more.
Through the pathway is heavens door.
©terrylin53
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