Ghetto Poetry - Dravitoz

triggered by juvenile thoughts;
thinking about fallen times,
everything has faded away,
as I walk down the driveway.

i've shed my better days;
been lost in my own ways,
trapped in suicidal thoughts,
thinking about fallen times.

puff n pass the cold nights;
blaze through strong winds,
seems like i am standin still,
thinking about fallen times.

sound of sweet melodies play;
lay on my back moving astray,
guilt tripping on my thoughts,
thinking about fallen times.

through all the days gone by;
the shadow still remains silent,
gently walking everywhere i go,
thinking about fallen times.

calculating my steps moving closer;
i stand look back reminiscing deeper,
into a world once known to me,
bag my thoughts and walk away with pride.

thinking about fallen times.

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