Within my writings reisdes a girl
who I feel by the chillls
that rise over my skin
please hold on keep fighting
I promise its worth it
when you think
its the end there will be a day
looking back only a smile in place
Words will still flow but
enternally will be cleansed
Flood darling' at times
the mind is a questionable thing
there is not one over the next
to compare if sane of mental madening
On days you doubt
listen to the birds song
as it flys without fear and the melody in the air is not being questioned
of its valuebility or authenticity
It simply just sings
What is one birds song to the next
What is one souls story to be defined
I only know these roads my heart
has bled on
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