There's a song that playing its tunes inside of me,
A lesser mind of wandering walking faithfully,
Reminder of those days that yet to come,
Will it be nicer or should it be what I've planned?
Growling in the dreams, was a boy
Splashing the paints of of immaturity
Filling the canvas of imagination.....
Stop, at the beat of the drumming heart
Pulsing at the breathing of the soul!
Sadness crept inside of my soul.
Again, again and again.
From now to ever, silently searching
For Love.
Love that has never been touched, tainted, or...
Ever being scrambled between pity and benevolent.
I've it all now, what do more that I need?
Silly.... I am alone.
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