My minds

Got a heart

And it's beating

Beyond my sphere

There was a

Mixture of

Everything

Left behind

And it curdled

And made the world

Spin a little to fast

And made me

Crash a little to hard

Now it's morning

In the afternoon

And light batters me

Into conciousness

And I smile to remember

The laughter,

The flames,

The ideals and

The mutal respect