Random Thoughts

Corridors Of My Mind

As i walk through the corridors of my mind

I look into rooms of times gone past

small and large each one of a kind

bright ones, dark ones and some over cast

only in my mind do they live and last.

They hold my memories, good and bad

Times of happiness and cheer

Times of sadness and fear

Times of betrayal and loyalty

Times of confusion and clarity

The one thing they all make me see

is that without them i am not me.



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