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Sep 2013
Let's rewind
Time slips through my fingers
In due time
We were all once dreamers

I missed my connection
Back to reality
I now drown in reflection
Searching for causality

This is emptiness
This is home
This is hopelessness
This is being alone

Why would you build individual constructs
If they were meant to exist in pairs
Watching them suffer until self destruct
This just doesn't quite seem fair

If there really exists someone holding the blueprint
I can promise they're not merciful
We are not children but toys built for convenience
To help time pass for the immortal
charles hamilton
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charles hamilton  Texas
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