The mother of all midlife crises

The mother of all midlife crises

I walk astrayand into wallsI search myself in the mistMirrors are steamedand I forgotwho I am I flee from thoughtsdriven by hungerI thirst for redemptionEverything tastes bitter and foul I want to breakand reviveNobody breaks meI am a phoenix without fire The source is drythe force is missingI wade through residuof annoyance, impotenceand regret How […]

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Distant Friend

Think of me as a distant friend i’ll be there when you need me think of me as a distant friend i’ll be there when you want me to listen ì’ll be there to dry your tears i’ll be there to share your joy whenever you need me i’ll be there and when you don’t […]

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