Time passing with the blink of an eye, wind blowing through the door,
watching clouds floating in the sky. What mysteries they hold. Wanting to
know more.

Waited to gain control, of all the drama that exploded. Hoarding the
feelings, trying to be cautious. Pain that left us nausious. Were we
conscious, of the surroundings?

I believe not, cause we felt blinded. Combined with hate, What a horrible
taste. Hasty choices erupted. Left us more wounded.

Time was the true solution. To solve all the confusion. So stop the mental
abusing, begin the transfusion. To a Better Illusion.

 
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