14 August 2012

Travails of life


Beyond the shattered earth does lie,
My dreams, my body, my mind, I…
I can't seem to see the morning sun,
Clouds seem like ashes in an urn,

Over the hills, there seems to be a valley,
A valley that is trapped, like a mind in an alley,
Just can't seem to remember me,
Just can't see no reason to be,

I wish I could make my soul flee…
(So that) beyond the shattered earth didn't lie,
My dreams, my body, my mind, I.

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