New realizations pour from my fingertips
Finally awake from a sleeping perception
that clouded my view of something
dark and cold
Shivers were mistaken for thrills
Love for lust
Life was death
Minutes passed as seconds
yet time had paused
It's all an image
One I somehow lost my way into
became a part of
To think I praise myself for lack of ignorance
when all along I was the one in bliss
Dec 26, 2012
Dec 26, 2012 at 5:28 PM UTC
New realizations pour from my fingertips
Finally awake from a sleeping perception
that clouded my view of something
dark and cold
Shivers were mistaken for thrills
Love for lust
Life was death
Minutes passed as seconds
yet time had paused
It's all an image
One I somehow lost my way into
became a part of
To think I praise myself for lack of ignorance
when all along I was the one in bliss
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