My mind is an eternity of mystery
yet there really is nothing to solve
for the answer shine out
around that which hides
through spoken words
slaughtered through
and weaved to intertwine.
a mesh of brilliant ramblings
and still you try to hard to understand.
yet there really is nothing to solve
for the answer shine out
around that which hides
through spoken words
slaughtered through
and weaved to intertwine.
a mesh of brilliant ramblings
and still you try to hard to understand.
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