I know that mindless dreams of violet sway the path,
A haze of trepidation denies the past,
The mist covers up a wondering hand,
And though I cannot feel I understand.

Whats wrong with me?
These damp clothes cover up nothing.

Does your mind wish for a tear it recognises?
A time where beauty gasped an open eyelid,
There's still a chance to rectify if you try this,
But a new thread cuts my old one up to pieces.

Whats wrong with me?
These damp clothes cover up nothing.



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