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I feel like there isn't much time

Hours to minutes before I lose my mind

They tell me try before I lose control

A conception, I cry .. These are moments I fold

And lord behold, look my strength returns !

But I'm turning cold and as I blink it burns

Yet they ask me why, why it feels so wrong

That I should simply find a way to shun this harm

It's a way of pain, this must make it right

I just feel insane, someone please help me fight

It's been game of treason and some quick believing

Almost to a point of feelin that im disbelieving

Been so many times when I froze in place

Thoughts I left behind, there's no colder taste

And as I cry for help, I never hear a sound

At most times I felt that only I was around

I kept on screamin, someone please just listen

My voice was slippin, but I kept my vision

I see memories that's been filled with riches

That I learned to be praised like it's gold that's gifted

The things I've witnessed only made me listen

Man I thought I was finished, but I gained some wisdom

... All in all there's no limit to spirit

Just if you fall, through it all, let it spark your interest

And open your soul to the possibilities coming

Let it mold into what could probably be something

You never know whats there waiting ahead

Could be foes, could be wonders, take a chance instead

Because I've been at the mercy of not knowing what was said

Many times where I almost put it all to an end

I sat back and analyzed the facts a relapse is something that I can't let form or begin

A back track to savage means with corrupted energy

Lookin lost in the eyes of my friends

A savage means that my being can no longer be

This is around the time when I chose to repent

And what a sense ...

It's do or die ...

I let the truth unfold and to my surprise

The masterpiece that ironically had captured me had suddenly just vanished right before my own eyes ...

 

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Charles2 says:

remarkably complex in its simplicity. great work! definite skillful work. yes, a masterpiece
 

love_supreme says:

Excellent write.

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The Immortal Wize says:

Masterpiece indeed!

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