Isn't it strange that the rain,
Or waves hitting the shore,
No longer sound the same
As they did before?
Isn't it odd, the laughter
That once flowed like water galore,
Now sounds harder,
Or not anymore...
Isn't it peculiar,
What used to be so simple,
Like day and night,
Has turned into the principle
Of a fight?
I can't remember,
And I'm pretty sure I've forgotten
How it used to be...
Isn't it strange,
That I can't remember
How to be me?
Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake) Art by Dall-E
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