How Can i have nothing to say,
when the lights envoke emotion,
when stars seem to Scream to speak no inhibitions,
and the wind whispers soft insanity.
should i push the social boundries to move the walls of progress
i leave a few a moments to catch my breath, and wonder why im blank
iv spent years devising a perfect plan and making the world seem nicer,
laid under the moon and closed eyes till slumber,
but it all seems usless now.
one txt could settle an ancient score and even change whats to be,
or do i sit here alone with the world on my back, just wondering whats wrong with me.
Edward Ramsden
Wrote this a long time ago, about someone amazing who helped me find my way in life without ever knowing.
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