dreams drift along the desert of my mind, like tubmleweeds enslaved to the wind, not exactly sure where this ends, cant even remember where this all began.... oasis' offer quick relief, from the suns melting rays, but so far and few betwen they appear, am i always short of days.... duststroms have blown away my footprints, returning would be no easy task, to the point of almost nothingness, walking over the sand in my hourglass.... broken shards of glass, forgotten dreams from my past, how long can this last.... traveling further and further, so many miles spent all alone, closer and closer i seem to be, drifting back towards home.... the wind still blows.... the weeds still grow.... my bleached bones lay all alone...... forgotten dreams and a wasted soul..... caught somewhere between heaven and hell... it was never my time to go......
Reason for writing:
i dunno take what you want from it i guess.....cipher
Birth sign: Aries
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