Winter Moyer Biography

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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