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Losing my grip on concern The endless circle mocks my existence Only sparks of beauty bind me to this place The simplicity of doing-drowned Motivation no longer a factor Only sparks of hope push me away Creations of wishfull thinking We delude ourselves Aspirations reaching no fruition And now you know why I die I've found the fear deep inside Trying to exists within the walls of reality But what's the point? the universe revolves alone Talking to myself the words get lost Shimmering sparkles catch my eye and slowly fade Where is it that we go? What is it that we seek? What is it that we want? Why do we recieve what we recieve? |
