Earth's oldest
Whom I seek for guidance
They say you’re a calm breeze
But my walls are breaking in your presence
They called you a light, soothing, pour
But every harsh drop is drowning me
Likened to a clear summer sky
Then why are my thoughts so clouded
Like the kiss from the morning sun?
Then why does it burn!
I tried to understand
But all I did was over seat…
In you they found sanity
In you I got trapped in sanity
And now…I might be insane
I tried to roll out
But it seems my tires are stuck
Aaah!…Who I’m I kidding
Its hard to roll away
When you are the way.
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Eastern Twelve
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Beautiful!