Proven True
PROVEN TRUE by: Morrison Jr.
The days before night rolled in.
Villagers gather a lonely roam to rivers edge.
Screams from within.
Fame is just a flame that burns.
Lasting results seem uncertain.
Life has ruined the man in me.
Friends have become as fictional character.
Please let me in.
The Doors of perception have proven true.
I won’t die this way. (Jim Morrison Jr.)
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