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Living at different places in the past and in the present
Evading me into various spaces and voids
My heart has been broken; I'm losing the way
And the on going madness has led me astray

My past beats down my door
And it seems now that all I can do is
Go back to beginning where I was Born and all that lay ahead ahead was a dream not an illusion

I follow elusive untrodden pathways into the unknown
Oh it seems they've been written in cement and not in stone
And the door to a new life is fading like the sun

I know that in me there still a place that fulfils me sustains me
A place here there somewhere , that I call home and run to
When torment descends

I'm trying to find my way home through the storm

 

◄ Gravity,Depravity,Mortality

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