The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Broken wishes and shattered bones,
lost within are the lies I’ve told,
so I’ll go far away,
another place, another day,
somewhere darker than my own,
somwhere new I can call home.
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I can so relate x
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I think deep down, we are all just looking to burn away the bodies we leave behind and look towards something new, free of the past mistakes, but, really, mistake happen because at the time, they were the right thing to do… Ha
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so very true. x
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Good one.
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Thank you, it told the story I was after.
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