hello hi there can you tell
I’m not feeling very well

complicated life for shore
pick your poison on the door

brings concern an utter dread
pretty mask consumes my head

truth let die and dreams begin
feathers blowing in the wind

fell apart each piece of life
never put together right

there’s no path for me to send
nothing more than the end again

hello, hi there... in Words that Rhyme
- Nov. 20, 2015, 6:59 p.m.
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Last updated November 20, 2015
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