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What Once Was Me
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The Rhythm of Contention Derelict in my dedication
Unfaithful to my resolve
Silence formed from medication
Indifferent to what's not solved
Left to mention memories
Telling stories I shouldn't repeat
Escaping shadows
Chasing dreams
Coming out as
The walls recede
And as the tide crashes to the shore
Turmoil stirs on border lines
While the oceans chide forevermore
Time's sands come to life
Tumult in a tortured mind
Left to fend alone to die
Insolence breeds discontent
As I search for my lost innocence
Escaping shadows
Chasing dreams
Falling far from
What once was me
Is the air fresher there? I
Is the air fresher there?
I can never decide
its always a whif of one thing or another...
i could relate but on what level I couldn't tell you but it certainly resonates. Loved it.
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
You say that
Like we relate on a single level ;)
As far as confusion mixed with blindsight goes, this one was lost on me as well.
"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr
The world itself is a giant
The world itself is a giant treadmill.
As are
Most of the signals that traverse my synapses.
"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr
Nice Time Line
"...Time's sands come to life..." Enjoyed the read - Lady A -
Always falling
Those sands are, counting down to emptiness.
"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr