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Drifting Out of Time
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Sifting
Absent mindedly.
Vacant
In front of this landslide.
Rolling by,
Right across my face
And black eyes,
My momentum never stops.
So dismembered
And lost,
Rip my chest wide,
And relinquish me.
Being aware
Of how different I
Could be.
This curse,
Yells through my mind
All the time,
In my own disruptive voice.
My sun is almost dry,
And the towns are falling
Within
My troubled walls.
I won't vanish.
As I am forced to see
How I,
Can never fully reach.
So dismembered
And lost,
Rip my chest wide,
And relinquish me.
Sifting
Absent mindedly.
Vacant
In front of this landslide.
There's no way to know
How long my lamp
Will burn.
So rip my chest open
Wide.
Rip my chest open
Wide.
Rip my chest open
Wide,
Relinquish me
So I can finally reach
To my farthest corners,
And tap into,
My deepest self.
Absent mindedly.
Vacant
In front of this landslide.
Rolling by,
Right across my face
And black eyes,
My momentum never stops.
So dismembered
And lost,
Rip my chest wide,
And relinquish me.
Being aware
Of how different I
Could be.
This curse,
Yells through my mind
All the time,
In my own disruptive voice.
My sun is almost dry,
And the towns are falling
Within
My troubled walls.
I won't vanish.
As I am forced to see
How I,
Can never fully reach.
So dismembered
And lost,
Rip my chest wide,
And relinquish me.
Sifting
Absent mindedly.
Vacant
In front of this landslide.
There's no way to know
How long my lamp
Will burn.
So rip my chest open
Wide.
Rip my chest open
Wide.
Rip my chest open
Wide,
Relinquish me
So I can finally reach
To my farthest corners,
And tap into,
My deepest self.
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this is a beautiful, refreshingly unique poem, and gives me something to think about. great work