Quest
To see.
To feel.
And still instill that lost breath
Of warm and courageous will
I see you there singing about my lost spree
Towards the empty,
That empty,
That will set me completely free.
Family Ties
Dead skeletons in the closet Family lies Sudden surprise Outmost inclusion Certain solution In a disguise... Matters get worse! It's all like a curse I mask myself in anonymity but truth is I am as transparent As fragile is our equanimity.
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