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Where is it that we loose conciseness?
When our mind is set adrift,
To float across the universe.
Around my head I see these thoughts,
With all effort I claw at the air,
Grasping nothing,
Clinging to nothing.
Im still falling.
Im inhaling my mind,
My lungs hold no more meaning.
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some random late night poetry <3
When our mind is set adrift,
To float across the universe.
Around my head I see these thoughts,
With all effort I claw at the air,
Grasping nothing,
Clinging to nothing.
Im still falling.
Im inhaling my mind,
My lungs hold no more meaning.
thumbnail by
trashedbat (watch her) some random late night poetry <3
Category Poetry / Abstract
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 88 x 120px
File Size 23.5 kB
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