Category : Poems
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Forever locked in a prison,
that's my heart's oblivion;
doomed in melancholic space
walking alone in a maze
looking for something lost
finding broken pieces you caused.
With the pieces that I found,
I tried to stick them all around
only to find a piece that's missing,
the piece is the key that you are holding.
..... This is what you are thinking.
I find peace within while I'm dancing with the wind,
as I slowly let go to get with the flow of where my love grows;
into the beauty of what I feel,
and everything that I know is real.
I find peace within while I am writing,
as I turn towards new beginnings
and move with the sound of self-healing;
drifting with emotions the notes I have carried with me,
where only love flows, playing a new symphony
and with it I am creating my own melody.
..... THIS is really what's happening.