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Lost of words

No clue how to begin
Dusty shoes all there in
No mud to leave a mark
Yet scars that blur the heart
No sanctions to create some limit
Beyond measure trying to zip it
No hearts to decorate or draw
But glitters everywhere show
Oh my I could go mad
I still think it's not so bad

No heaven could be so pure
Perhaps I sound imature
But birds know no wings
For all that ever wins
Is flapping from sky to sky
And wind does not stand by
Perhaps I make no sense
Even when I am so tense
I tend to stutter
About things that matter