In our endless battle with our minds
reasons surrounding our fingers
To take control of our souls
Inner fears filled our eye balls,
Then Abolished our happiness
Pure fear illustrated with tears
Unsolved by pain
Remind me that dope thoughts
That affect our world
In
every
single
moment
Even
i cant
Trust
my
words
These worms circled with my passion
But i dont know
Maybe they dont know each other
Maybe they dont help each other
Maybe they dont play their parts
Nobody knows
How define words
That they never seen before
'Specially when they came along each other
Droppin' purple lights before my sign
So When we hit the ground
We are both smiling
for seasons
They talk and estimate
How they can change themselves
Now Nothing remains longer than a sigh
In my empty room
nobody identified me better than me
Even if you try you will find yourself searching for my repetition
Reliable signs of melancholia
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