The sky poses an open journey.
Within the beautiful forests like thousands of paths to take.
Choices are in the eye of the beholder.
Life tokes at me.
Choices I’ve made, all remain and mystery.
My soul is a deep dark hole
that seems to suck in all the pain the world has to offer.
My mind drifts to the heavens above,
finding ones to watch over thee.
Take me to a better place.
Lift me beyond temptation.
Fulfill my needs.
-Soul of Aly
My mind is a beautiful chaos 
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