In my varied innocene I kissed the moonlit night In my varied ignorance, I ran away from what is true. Far away I fall behind the life I led before. Alone, Unwanted, anonymous, I walk the streets, looking at the faceless seas ebbing and flowing around me. Cold, unwanted, alone, I find myself a stanger in familiar lands. A freak in a world of normalcy, abused in a place of compassion. In the dark shadows of a world of light, Falling. Always falling. Always falling away from the Golden Tears.
Reason for writing:
One of those days were nothing made sense, but everything was as if should be. A day when I felt out of place more than I am.
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