Last Thoughts
Indeed my hands are tied
in the semblance of a ring
and then what once
I thought I knew
now I only think
Around again, perfect circle
the words to which we speak
make manic paths
around the 'round
'til then and only think
The eyes don't lie
but, some are blind
to what they want to see
So, see the mirror, reflected tears
that fall, but not too deep
So walk away,
to then come back
only the stranger of you
lost in thought
I can only think
of what I once knew
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