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Aug 2019
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I walk on in my canvas shoes heel to toe,
The pavement taps in time to the beat,
Behind me it's crumbling I'm oblivious to that,
I'm thinking about something I need to work at

The pavement is cracking, the rubble begins to fall,
But I'm too busy with music to hear it at all
Then my foot steps into the black,
I'm falling now, I'm looking back

- Why when I keep trying, won't this haze recede?
Why can't I see, I've got everything I need? -

The rubble falls, I look around,
I try to grab on to the falling ground
I reach out, scream, can't comprehend,
Too much to choose from, I see the end

Black and grey and black and grey,
I want to hold on but I've lost my way

- Why when I keep trying, won't this haze recede?
Why can't I see, I've got everything I need? -

Forwards, backwards, left and right,
I'm out of control, I'm in flight
I give in to gravity and submit to surprise,
Let go of it all, forever unsatisfied,

Forwards, backwards, left and right,
I'm out of control, I'm in flight
This isn't at all what was advertised,
What did I think? Why am I surprised?

- Why when I keep trying, won't this haze recede?
Why can't I see, I've got everything I need? -
TheIdleOwl
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TheIdleOwl  33/M/Sheffield, UK
(33/M/Sheffield, UK)   
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