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I stumble upon the twisted turn
Everything I remember fades and begins to burn

It's beauty never to ever return
My mind watches the fire, still it wants to yearn

To go back to those places where the memories burn
I lie to myself, I deny myself, I try to make myself think I'll learn

To go ahead and take the lone road with no concern
But I fall and, get lost. Take a twisted turn

Repeat offend myself, I look at the ash of the burn
lose myself a bit, the futures bleak and of no concern

I walk the road again somehow, there is nothing to return
I try to move ahead and progress, I get lost and take a twisted turn

My mind then thinks this is the only concern
I can't go back, but my memories I cannot spurn
So I lay by the ashes a bit, wishing to relive the burn