a feeling of dullness and down
and your face gonna frown
thoughts in mind and well-known
take the car and hit the town
driving far full of pace
and heart filled with rage
keeping words backstage
never bothered to open the cage
realizing you have come so far
fury bygone below the par
sitting alone gazing up at stars
all you hear, an old guitar
and you think of coming back
keeping focus back on track
open yourself and unpack
mending up all the cracks
sort things out when you met her
do not leave it for later
and never run away like a traitor
grab it now and make it even better
sometimes matters may fall apart
look at it like an abstract art
play in heart the melody of mozart
think of good times and give it a new start...
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