Broken records playing in minds
sometimes truth,
partially it binds, telling of things already known…damnit I promise I’m not that slow!
Broken records playing in minds…
Alone I was born, torn from time collapsed
melting points capped, leaving us a trap
I die inside every day, just to rise again
Struggle to picture your face, yet your voice still remains in my head space
Lost in life now lost in love
waiting to be released like the pure white dove…
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