Winter Moyer

Screaming echoes burning with flame
Anger presiding in my mind
trying to find someone to blame
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I can't face reality
So I'll face my words instead
A make believe world
Made of only things I've said
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I have a secret garden
That of which no one knows
When I enter my garden the sky seems clear
But once I must leave I am filled with sorrows
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A dream
So simple yet so astounding
A footnote in the encyclopedia of the mind
A hope
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I yell out amongst the crowd
A swirl of faces strewn around
A plea through half executed fashion statements
I search for intrigue on their faces
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Toxic Lips
Give a quick kiss
One night's grace
Another's common place
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I didn't know I wasn't wrong
I felt like a leaf
Floating in the wind
I thought to myself what if I'll never win
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I'll never be the greatest
Even if there was no one else alive
I still don't think I'd have the drive
To push through and commit
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Its okay
To not write every day
Just feel how you are
And traverse through the fog
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I don't feel like I'm ready
I wish that I could just stop
I wish I could stand still, strong, and steady
If I go to fast I might just flop
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Has your hand ever extended fully, to us
To let us climb into blissful safety
When it feels as such, it is but for a moment
Not enough time even, to hold it
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Under a sky so blue
Something so wonderful
And something so true
A hike in the mountains
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