Mystique

by dale   Dec 12, 2006


When my thoughts are lost in my mind
i look deeper into my mind and there they are
just floating in the darkness of all the shade

Swimming into the deep and rising in the shallow
keeping level to sustain any blows
rise to fall and fall to rise we all embrace

three little words i know
is to accept that you are
these words are

fall, get up
at the top, fall
why do we fall

so we can get back up
why do we rise
so we can learn from our mistakes.

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