These Prevailing Winds – Swirling

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These prevailing winds – swirling
Feeling the yoke around my neck
The task master measures that whip
Another journey upon a flight deck
Time is wasted when we’re free
But now I wish I could have it all back
Once again away from all that I love
Only hateful sounds of that painful crack

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Irrational Journeys Into The Darkness

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Irrational journeys into the darkness
Feeling out your soul in the middle of the night
Still searching for that improbable trip
Recoiling into yourself at the tender slight
Trying to save all humanity
Sometimes you need to just save yourself
Taking time to mend your broken heart
Searching for the remedy for your soul’s health

Delirium Induced By Broken Memories

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Delirium induced by broken memories
Shudders left lacking in female attention
Visions remain long after waking
Thus resulting in fragile retention
Those ministrations forever known
Dusting off the scarred, forbidden plot
When did the journey cease to please
Chained to the past with defective thoughts

Mechanical Clicking In The Darkness

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Mechanical clicking in the darkness
Comprehensive yearnings to be free
Which journey to the successful path
To escape their judgmental memory
Boldness provides an excellent voice
Isolation bringing forth creative spawn
Years since you were labelled
Cumulative residue not how you were drawn

She Was Telling Stories About Her Darker Creases

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She was telling stories about her darker creases
Seaside jaunts with a tireless string of boys
Social classifications leaving us feeling abused
Systematically wearing down a soul without any noise
Searching for fun in spite of former cuts & bruises
Sensations nearing proportions of hazy juvenile tales
Snapping to after another round of spirited friends
Sold on a notion even though our memory may fail
Sandy journeys bring us back to where we were lost
Still meandering around the area we remember most
Striking out to change the way our life unfolded
Stagnant when we finally return back from the coast