Aside

i close the doo…

i close the door to my past
burn all of my old photographs

i can’t see what i’ve done
so still i run

away from here
to a place my thoughts are clear

holding on to silly things
that my days of old used to bring

i can’t look at myself in the mirror
till every thing is so much clearer

damn, i used to know
everything was soo…

cold, in here i’m shivering
my thoughts washed away by this river

i can’t hold on

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