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Apr 2015
Time ticks like a clock
And rips like calendar pages
My mind has been clouded
Seems like the storms here to stay
I'm the strongest weakling
Stuck in a like full of waiting
Day to day uninspired
So exhausted from anticipation
Life is pushing forward
Rolling backwards in reverse
Looking inside my own mind
I can't tell you which is worse
Being launched forward
Traveling faster than my feet can handle
Or rolling slowly
Years until the next night
I'm overly underwhelmed
My words are contradictions
Trying to keep smart to the world
Avoiding life's addictions
Wading in the darkness
Broken up by shooting stars
Stuck inside these prison walls
My heart enclosed in jars
Vagabond
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Vagabond
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