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abstract, bliss, happiness, innocent flow of thoughts, life, marks, memories, sad, thoughts, time
Listening to the music from the past
I realize years have left their marks
not just on my body
Marks left inside my soul so deep
that thinking of them almost makes me weep
cannot go on
Cannot let memories surface back
they will sure make happy but also feel bad
so truely sad
Sad; because memories that hurt are more
than those that roll you laughing on the floor
or just make you smile
Smile; I think I am in love with this word
it brings to mind familiar faces from around my world
in times of bliss
Bliss; It is in fact everyone’s ultimate goal
good or bad, rich or poor, with or without soul
that few of them reach
A fact that doesn’t stop anyone from trying
a goal for which almost everyone is fighting
not all for themselves
Some for themselves, some for themselves and children
others for everyone else and others for neither
and life goes on
Sweet Floyd
26.06.2011