it wasnt me

im looking for answers,

my head is spinning,

i know this,

its right in from of me,

traped in my own guilt,

i have become lost,

the answers there

its all laid out before me,

like a broken puzzle

words, memories,

its all here, like tiny pieces

i place a word with another,

until it becomes a setence, with meaning

a memorie will play in my head 

like an old film i've seen time and time agian

its all here

it wasn't me 


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