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I came upon myself today

Spoke to myself in my mind of haze

Watched through emotions, scar tissue bereavement

The feelings silenced

This heart has screamed to the end



And while I checked to see if there was still a pulse

I went to and fro, from the music in my head

I had watched my soul spill its crystal

Like a moth to light, attracted to the pain



I silently contemplated, would I ever return?



For this place, I only seem to visit these days.



As if God has willed me to another part of me.