I’ve walked the line
I’ve been unkind
Only to find
I’m lost in time
Can’t find the time
To just rewind
To call it mine
A place in time
My thoughts unwind
Like dandelion vines
Choking my mind
With wicked lies
They fill in time
Miss firing my lines
Sorrows are sying
synapses are dying
My colors fade
In to darkest grays
Water filled shades
Burnt to a blaze
But who am I to cry and whine
About a loss I can’t define
I stand tall drying my eyes
Filling shoes an unfamiliar kind
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