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childhood haze
Rrustleing, the leaves
danceing, the trees
on a journey with no path to follow
this is how its should be, nobody but me
away from the noise and confusion
no time for the lies and pollution
i just wana be alone, like i usto be,
in my fanticy the world was big and the forest was endless
one with myself and the silence just listen to the sound
through you let it flow, in a way you only know
it will carry the pain away
im not feeling the anger today.
danceing, the trees
on a journey with no path to follow
this is how its should be, nobody but me
away from the noise and confusion
no time for the lies and pollution
i just wana be alone, like i usto be,
in my fanticy the world was big and the forest was endless
one with myself and the silence just listen to the sound
through you let it flow, in a way you only know
it will carry the pain away
im not feeling the anger today.
Published 7th May 2014
| Edited 24th Dec 2015
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4th Jun 2014 6:16am
4th Nov 2014 11:05am
It's biiiig when you're alone, but it's not a bad-small feeling. Small is only bad when others intrude. Make the world yours again, is the only way a loner can get their mind to work.
