scattered thoughts .....
memories....
floating............
there....
no...
memories...thoughts scattered...
these books......
these shelves.......dusted and tattered
there.....................no there....
we seem to have subsided..
...my breath against the wind...
where to end.....
wait if only begun.....
this one......
no this one......
this ones the one...
lost amongst many....
titles like bibles...
if jesus is inside....
then im in his revival?
hmmmm......probably not...
tho an interesting thought....
youd believe almost anything....
from birth being taught.....
holding hands.....
trying to understand.....
the things they made me seek.....
now so much later...
older....no more wise....
tho nearly ready....
ready to die...
Reason for writing:
the end
Birth sign: Aries
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