Every minute
I move forward
and backward
Feel elated and dejected
At the same time
From both ends of the world
I retrograde
Explicitly consign into oblivion
Those marred thoughts
I introspect
And question
My beliefs and it’s pros and cons
Then backward
I run counter to
Those thoughts
I agree to it
And purport to be satiated
There’s a lapse of time
And I’m forgotten
Or maybe I forget
I run
Here and there
Incorrigibly perfect
Like those fake palindromes
Among those assertive
Words.
Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 8:55 AM UTC
Every minute
I move forward
and backward
Feel elated and dejected
At the same time
From both ends of the world
I retrograde
Explicitly consign into oblivion
Those marred thoughts
I introspect
And question
My beliefs and it’s pros and cons
Then backward
I run counter to
Those thoughts
I agree to it
And purport to be satiated
There’s a lapse of time
And I’m forgotten
Or maybe I forget
I run
Here and there
Incorrigibly perfect
Like those fake palindromes
Among those assertive
Words.
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