She was born, she lived And yet her life felt imperfect Her heart desired for something more To go out, to explore Until that one day, when life decided To run out, to go into the wild And she packed what was needed And left what she wanted behind And thus she went, as life…
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Flow of tides
Once again I blink my eyes Open my mouth to speak The lips move naturally But the words are far away Clouded is my mind from fear Burnt is my heart from anger The two things I always avoid Come back together for their final kill
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