The Inner Child

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Longed for still A fearfull trill it took only few words To have me bottled up inside Like a plague or burned rice Where s the joy and forgotten dreams Stirs a restless desire That engulfs me like an infinite force I dare not impede Briefly rushing in only then recede Before I put myself back together I spent some time among the ruins A dark and magnificent place Where I got to know all the pieces of my soul Pieces I did not even know