thoughts from one lost inside herself
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2001-10-03 07:14:13 (UTC)


Walking along the road
that I've walked god
knows how many times
still holds that thing.
That thing that helps
me clean my mind of
all the unwanted
clutter and distress
that has been plaguing me.
The dreams that will never
be and the hopes that
someday life will
actually return to normal.
The birds are calming
and I can clean my aura
from all the filth that
has collected there like
insects to a spider's nest.
Cleansed but I can still
feel the grit and no amount
of washing has lifted it
yet, no amount of anything
will get rid of it. Ever.