Wednesday, November 6, 2019

New Life

I find the world today through eyes of my own. This simple truth is all that I own. It is all that I am, all that I will be and all I have been.  

Time stops, as it begins. In the game I've played, the loser wins. 

My castle walls, pushed from within, fall and reveal my cardinal sin. A beauty I knew, but fought to forget, something proving I could be happy yet. Without change, without answers, that I'd be my rhythm's dancer. 

Experience the world but keep in your thoughts,  the person you are instead of the one you "ought".


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