has it ever changed here
what time has our names written on?
what heart is to push you to your goals?
...when you haven't seen for years
and everything is just a face
Was I ever in a position to show all my potential
In signs of cool breezes
inside of scorched sun
was anything for my calm breathe ever known
Or are obstructed to the world seems so small
years pass in one day...of collect memory
where can I speak freely?
a place I know I'm welcome
...it's just a chase
along with the wind
that whispers
reasons to stay away
whirling down a road unknown
To find peace was always something to know
on the way back home, are they family?
I've been gone for too long
...listening to others
Had I ever left my fear?
inside my hostility and stubbornness
it's tender memory
that pain filters love
distorts reality
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