The what woulds
The what coulds
The racing thoughts
Time not spent
is time repent
Chances aren't fair
Some stay warm
while fires form
Others die of cold
Progression cease,
Oppressive Peace
A sea of Love ebbs
Stagnant I stay
Idle the way
and silent everyday
Dec 18, 2018
Dec 18, 2018 at 10:12 AM UTC
The what woulds
The what coulds
The racing thoughts
Time not spent
is time repent
Chances aren't fair
Some stay warm
while fires form
Others die of cold
Progression cease,
Oppressive Peace
A sea of Love ebbs
Stagnant I stay
Idle the way
and silent everyday
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