Ode to my self
There's a lonely shadow here.
Its on my wall, down a narrow
staircase, and down the hall.
I'm never lonely, I just lose myself.
Down another hallway that leads Stright to hell.
and wouldn't relinquish what id never sell, so
Theres a fire burning its my own personal hell.
so I'm walking backwards now, trying to find my self
but my vision blurry when I'm off by my self
Copyright © joseph randall | Year Posted 2025
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