The rope of my world
to many knots to many shots
taking at my soul and also my heart
walking wounded taking wounded
I wish I existed in a place
time has forgot
so I can laugh and smile
without thinking I can not
wishful dreams I use to have them a lot
but now I seem to have trouble
connecting the dots
forfieting my true self
just to ease
These Unwanted Thoughts
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