as i always had
the sorrow in my head
the sun shine music play
the orange taste
all empty eye
no smiles
a hole in my heart
all thoughts inside out
know the truth
cannot spell it out
don't want to hear
only a hole to carry the burden
all was lined up
a construction of positive adjectives
golden dreams sweet words
a rubber on the go
all it took
to erase the full drawing
a canvas of pity dresses me
the brain cannot see
that i lost a mind
i write speak shout
down the hole the simplicity
that any child know
what was never yours
what were leaves on the tree
do easily blow away
left are memories of the trees
with its beautiful leaves
now i wander around
wanting the leaves to blow back
damn it
get that rake
clean this sorrowful garden
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