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The Summer Trail

My mind begins to flow with the sheer excess of a loss paper trail
This was not one created by work, school or mail
This was created by the one thing that pushes me over the rail
A loss for words, loss for water to fill the pale
Whether the winds be as strong as a breeze or a gale
Trying to capture the moment for a better tomorrow
Maybe a better day is out there to borrow
Would it just stop the drowning of my sorrow?

The summer draws near its grim end
The road takes the bend, and friendships are in need of amends
Its hard to fix the life your forced to live due to sheer disrespect
The particles of life float around around the curves and bends
Its hard to go on living this way, every single day
Its hard to not let go of a friendship when you’ve been left to fend
Would it be wrong or it would be right?
To put my best friends permanently out of sight?

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