Ethereal Dream
Hands on a window pane
Watching some children laugh, and play
They're running in circles
With candy canes, and plaited braids
Inspired to question
What makes us grown-ups anyway?
Lets search for the moment
When Youth betrayed itself, to age.
So let the children play,
Inside your heart always
And Death you will defy
As your youth will never die.
In searching for substance
We're clouded by Struggle's haze
Remember the meaning
Of playing out in the rain
We swam in the fountain,
Of Youth's timeless maze
If you drink the water,
Never will it fade.
I won't let go of that,
Youthful soul.
Despite ageing body , mind
My youth will never die.
Rant 10:58 PM of Azmie
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