A lost tortured soul blaming himself
They left behind a special thing
A seem to know it all lost all thrill
Can't seem to remember those days
Fate seems to clash in a particular way
A band of polar opposites The four seasons
But come together to make music
The lost-found reassurance through a promise
The lost followed hope for a try
They've become closer through the music
Teach the basics never known a thing
The secrets unraveling at the seams
Not sure where the emotions stand
Falling for them every day without trying
They gave him the A spark the thrill that was lost
He became less and the jar shatters
And the memories come back
But don't forget those who seem
Have a war of their own
One with the passion of the heart
The other Still chasing
The time crunch is near
Plug in the aux and let's begin
The time we were givenWrote it sometime between February-April
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Words that speak from the heart
PoetryI have trouble speaking my emotions or talking to others so I write Poems and short stories from my heart