smell the memories
taste the regrets
but don't swallow
they don't digest
heartache or heartburn
hard lessons we've learned
climbed to the top of a mountain
to scream as loud as you can
but we learn those clouds
they don't give a damn
birds see the world from above
i'm stuck here looking up
filled up another journal
filled up another day
filled up with all the thing
i always wanted to say
but I made peace the pieces
I made love to my hate
i trying to make up
for all my mistakes
but words were said, things were lost
everyone grows up at the cost
of their youth,
the lines on you face were formed by truth
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