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My past
Black stains, white grass
trying to forget my past,
Black stains
representing the fear,
White grass
representing its near,
Blue skies are now fading,
my life is going through Some transformation,
The bad overweighs
My good moments,
this is the end
Don't look back
But it's so tempting,
my shadow use to move
Now my shadow sits quietly
in a depression faze,
my past told me
Its time to commit sins,
like tug of war
my present pulls me
the other direction,
where am I heading!?
so scared, so cold, feel so invisible,
only time I'm noticed
Is if I'm being called a criminal,
I take three deep breathes
Inhale..exhale, inhale..exhale, inhale........exhale
words of advice,
Don't look back
because it cuts like a knife,
