Now every day is only counting the seconds and minutes that separate me from who I am, I really am. In this body temporarily on my journey, going, going, gone and I can feel it like a wrecking ball crashing through me. And I dont make one sound when I can hear it, as the memories prove Ive been here... Waiting for my conscience calling, listening to hear me talking, Slowing down the rate of motion, focusing inside an ocean, catching myself falling over, looking back and seeing no one, walking through this lucid dream again... https://youtube/watch?v=F6cOR4W0JeI
Posted on: Tue, 26 Aug 2014 03:07:34 +0000
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