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Faded photographs, Crumpled up in my top drawer. They keep me up at night, Speak volumes of all that we’ve endured. They’ve led us to this moment in time. It all happens so fast; In the blink of an eye, … Continue reading
It follows you home everyday, It never goes away. And every time you try to escape, It’s one step ahead again. It haunts you in every rhyme; Every note in every song, and every line in every poem. Leading you farther … Continue reading
I’m gunning for Mars, Lost beneath the dust and the stars. Got the wind in my hair And my battle scars. Big dreams All lost in the city. But they never seem so pretty As they do from down here.