Clap for my in fake sympathy, my words are
blurred mages of how I really feel. repletion's
Time is a distortion of what is spent just a thought
of an existence no longer pliable in this moment.
But a fossilised repetition of what was but now extinct
now extinct but like history relived in my thoughts.
Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 5:28 PM UTC
Clap for my in fake sympathy, my words are
blurred mages of how I really feel. repletion's
Time is a distortion of what is spent just a thought
of an existence no longer pliable in this moment.
But a fossilised repetition of what was but now extinct
now extinct but like history relived in my thoughts.
