Folded up mystery

by Christina   Jul 19, 2009


Folded mystery
Heartache that never goes away
So far from what I hope to become
Discouraged the happiness couldn't stay
What's been made has been broken
So I own nothing more then myself
Accepted from nowhere so I focus on no one else
What a folded mystery
That I want to unlock so bad
How to look pass the worst
Tired of being sad
Waiting to turn into a butterfly
And fly my best journey into the last breath that I have
This I know Is soon to come but so many clouds block
My dream a folded up mystery is what this life seems to be

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  • 11 years ago

    by Marvellous

    Mystery is truth, under cover. Pain comes to widen reasoning.

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