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Something i've been working on this week


Ive spoke words you cannot say
Always at the beginning of every day
Trying to get stay close but always to far
Going to slow trying to break free
Or maybe that’s how it seems to me

Lying in the dark all alone
With a ghost on the other end of the phone
With thoughts kept within myself
Things that only I can see
Or maybe that’s how it seems to me

I took a walk to the old canal
It’s the things somewhere somehow
I don’t always live to exists
Not everything can always be
Or maybe that’s how it seems to me

In another time I just couldn’t think
Like a letter without any ink
Drawing a blank on an empty page
Now I have nothing im truly free
Or maybe that’s how it seems to me

Theres things that I always want
Things to catch that cant be caught
Things that need to be found
Things that I can now see
Or maybe that’s how it seems to me
Last edited by estranged_2003 at Feb 26, 2016,