April 28, 2012
Mind boggling in different directions
So self absorbed in this endless fright
Struggling to unravel the paintings of life
The tickering clock on the wall doesn’t stop
Shaking effortlessly from what remains in sight
Like broken glass bottles all on the floor
The freedom to breathe feels like it’s been cut short

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