rafts of life
Time has carried away our rafts of life, So Lost I am from the thunders it strife, Living on the edges, my being does survive, Bruised by their words, were as sharp as their knives. * No wonder if i am to love this silence all the time, That war within me, had the chaos, can't be define, My feelings being chased from the words that i hear, Still keeps there weaknesses, i know they cannot bear.
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