An Aeon of Memories
Something cold and sharp
piercing through my heart
An Aeon of Memories
to taunt the fears
of jeopardy
I've cried for help
and they all heard
a roaring waterfall
of tortured words
a string of tension
always remains
I still bear the scars
and feel the pain
processing and letting go
trying to hard
will break the bow
Giving but holding back
I've paid the price
And now I want
my money
back
piercing through my heart
An Aeon of Memories
to taunt the fears
of jeopardy
I've cried for help
and they all heard
a roaring waterfall
of tortured words
a string of tension
always remains
I still bear the scars
and feel the pain
processing and letting go
trying to hard
will break the bow
Giving but holding back
I've paid the price
And now I want
my money
back
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