Lost somewhere in the deep is a rose
From what roots does it grow?
No tears or fears haunt this grove
Love flickering softly like a light
but even the brightest heart cant pierce the night
hardly knowing what is wrong from what is right
grey and trembling the anxiety unfolds
intentions under words untold
with weakening resilience to just to move forward is bold
moving in circles at insanitys last wit
her untold story remains unwrit
broken pieces of a heart that just dont fit
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