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forgot the times you forget
ringing in your ears, I fear what is in here noting the dialect that spawns from my head, its careening down the long dark hallway that is life, do I jump do I leap.....whispers of times gone by.....I learn from it live from it bleed by it drown from it love all it.....wonder what's next...


then the sickness spreads.....it's only a time in life but a moment in time is all we have..
versions of yourself drink from me......I spend times by 3 with only one mind to control my grief.....

loss inside is lost in mine.....don't lose your mind, when thoughts go blind...

© silentOne