Where the Passage Ends

Shannon Pugh



If I knew what I was losing 
Then maybe I'll try
To keep the tiny pieces
Of what has became of me

But I cannot weep 
These endless nights
Don't find sleep

If I knew what I was
Then I could make a thousand more
But for now I am lost in my head
Find me alone with thought

A place that will see me
Like I'd wish to be
Not the way I am really seen

Clear another grave
For the soul that still raves
I'm not a right on my own 
But a passage unknown

Capture the last of the wild
Claim it as your own
Just to feel as if you own
To feel free at once




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