findingpeace
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I can remember, if I try very hard, when I was a little boy.
I can remember the wind, as it played through the branches of trees.
I remember the leaves dancing as they fell like snow.
I have left the world of lyrics for a time
My pain relives with every rhyme
Heartache infests my PTSD mind
Haunted by the ghost I’ve left behind
Peace is proving hard to find
As I watch the birds fly
I start to wonder why?
Memories run in my mind
As I hear the lonliness that runs in my heart
I tell myself to get over it
But something new comes in my life and makes me lose it
