I've become bent he's currently broken -fixing- is only a matter of time the steady tic tock of the clock can't stop finding little peace within our minds making sense of confusion talking it out in rhyme perfect rhythm defined detailed communication just another sign we have not failed cradled in words we are so alive to the beat of our voices as we try to 'believe' in our choices weighing the costs facing the loss of so many things we hold dear.... -fixing- is only a matter of time as time tic's away & I fade into an imagenary sunset where tears fall like diamonds to be spent... no longer bent or broken still only a matter of time.
Reason for writing:
Shit that goes on in this brain...no clue
Birth sign: Aries
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