No worries No cares it seemed Often adays moments go away Into thick darkness, thicker than darkness Paving the way that seems right Observed in the shortest of times Without a speck of consideration Without mincing and no conjunction Stained I became with my very hands Buried in the dirt that fakes my guilt Giving every reason for people to doubt my existence Whether I do, is a question I've never answered. There's is no answer to a question so apt Maybe an urge, maybe a surge triggered my lingering snore When the rains wouldn't fall winter comes When the rain won't fall the leaves wither As I have When the baritones became more pronounced Than the sweetest voice of Parton My skin was shed a day after wishes died. I hung unto the clandestine speech "Forsake the old and chase the new" I was right, for the years of misery look passed away too, Into the nightness I screamed till I lost it; my voice, my sanity This tongue I employed If I ...
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