February 27, 2011
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I feel it slipping, sliding,
out of my grasp it's flying,
all I ever wanted.
I see it escaping, disappearing,
straight through my fingers it's falling,
never to be mine.
I hear it screaming, crying,
down in the black abyss it's calling,
its name is on my lips.
I taste it burning, dying,
out of my life it's spiraling,
forever out of my hands.
Then I'm jumping, following,
out of this nightmare I'm ending.

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PianoRain said...
Jan. 20, 2012 at 8:57 pm
This is cool!
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