My words seem to play out as contradictions
Contradicting myself from an old life
I can't reach him, nor do I wish to
I only wish for what made him think the way he thought
Age plays a toll on things
Maybe it's a mind state or a different state of mind
Don't know why we disconnect from a connection
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PoetryThe title says it all. {temporary} #109 in Poetry (11/28/16) Highest Rank ~ #95 in Poetry (12/12/16)
