Kicking

Time they say, will somehow heal

But all it does is reveal

The scars of my confusions

My bruises from illusions

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Where is the light, where is the hope?

Where’s the caress I need, to cope?

Where is the world had as a child?

That trusted voice now marred, defiled

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Give it back, I want that love

Those words of joy we once spoke of

Give me something real and rare

Which made us follow dreams we’d share

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It’s sad the moments I want to keep

Are the ones I have when I’m asleep

Where in my dreams the world is mine

To touch, to love, to intertwine

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As I lay myself down to rest

I hope tomorrow wont detest

The endless journey I must take

In search of life without heartache

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About StatikPhenomenon

I'm interested in so many things, but the darker and more controversial, the more I seem to gravitate toward it. Archaic, esoteric, undiscovered...
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