Sincere words

She watches the beauty of the snow

While she relieves the dullness of her everyday show

Trying to fight the mental chain 

Trying to stop from diving into her shadows 

She feels her happiness is on distanced waves 

A youthful energy but defective thought patterns

Going through an ancient analysis to possibly feel eternal 

She knows the problem comes from internal

She’s developed an unhealthy feeling she’s used to

When everyone goes to sleep and the silence hits her, she has nothing but words

She approaches them, under the moonlight, they seem to be the only thing that’s sincere 

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