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twisted

pulled in different directions, the paths become unclear
attempting to conform, shadows dance in the midnight air
unanswered questions turn me into a void
in search of sanity, my thoughts to others somehow annoyed
sorrows spoil to unleavened uncertainty, the canvas blank,
no thoughts come to play, the fields green with envy
forgotten angels beckon me, my memories return and taunt me
no reservations, adapt to conclusions amidst this vast abyss
tormented, twisted, what else have i missed?
Written by lostprophet (LostProphetJon)
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