A unfaithful thought crosses my mind,
As a chill runs down my spine,
A tear long forgotten dry,
Haunting me now as I wonder why?
A thought u ignite deep down inside,
With consequences of where sweet misery resides,
Leaving me lost like a ship on a starless night,
Clouding my judgment, wonder whats wrong,
wonder what’s Rite?
Mr.Stryder ©
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