Thursday, April 9, 2015

Folsom Blues




The more I stayed the same…
The more things around me changed…
Hues of different eras meshed in…
Lost in a haze of Psychedelic

Running into the unending nothing…
Running between walls of my own make,
Running without a thought in my head…
Running away from Pandora

Pandora pulls me closer…
Gravity killing me inside…
Light within breaking out…
Echoes of my laughter

Six feet under my virtues
Six feet under my memories
Six feet under my smiles
Six feet under my blues

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