Thoughts that are piercing through
My head
Like a ray of acid rain falls and
Burn me through
Pathway’s and traces of trails where
My memory once lived
But now its like a descending
Thought
A fainting sigh
The pain of all the thoughts keep
Racing through my head as if my
Head a tape recorded blinking
In and out
Skipping all over the place here
And now.
Taping the words that I speak
Taping every movement I make
My thoughts that is private but it
Keep taping
Knowing every thought every move
Every sigh
His fingers just strumming through
My life
Through my head
Through my mind
In an instance of strumming through
My mind
Recording every thought
I think the pain has earn me the right
To sing me a love song..
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