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Feb 2012
I doubt my mind is working. My brain is still in overdrive.
The way she moves, it makes me feel like I am so alive.
Zoom across the galaxy. Some light-years in a spacecraft.
I’m ready for the clearance. See, I’m waiting at the launch pad.

I’m counting down t-minus while she’s counting down the seconds.
I feel the tug of gravity; I’m trying to escape it.
I fell into her orbit and forgot about our friction.
Below, the skylines glitter now; the lights are almost sticken.
Tell her you were stalling under all the years of silence.
Time is of the essence even money cannot buy it.
He is so oblivious, yeah love is like a blindness.

This view is from a distance; I am safe behind this shyness.
When everything glows lighter, make me blink away the brightness.
Pull down all the shades when I’m sick and slowly dying.
Everything is jaded, won’t you save me from this crisis?
And thoughts of her unfurl as this final breath it exits.


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Ryling
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