Moments held in waning frames, fading colors and street names...
This nescience of life Is my best attempt at understanding The culmination of years Learning how to be me But I cannot use a knife To dissect another's comprehending The culmination of fears Learning how to breathe Theory
"Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent." -Victor Hugo
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
- Verse Seventeen -
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