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Connect the dots

Wound's open but dont worry Soon there'll be clots And some lingering thoughts Of the journey And what it brought....

Forget

I am struggling,

It's getting colder and the colors of my heart are getting grey

I am getting older,

and the shudders of my mind are letting me astray

Though,

there was warmth once,

color and bliss

Now my only solace

is to ignore this place

Imagine I am with you

the agony's through

but reality creeps in

and all the pain within

and with all my energy

im trying to forget

but this feeling of

an imminent threat

and me all alone

just trying to forget...

Dying to forget...