The hammer came down
as thunder resounds
bouncing around in my skull
a paradigm shift
like closing the rift
the knife not sharp
waxing
dull
Passing the line
all of the time
burning deep in my heart
what I once knew
tried, and yes, true
passing it all off
as art
Hell doesn't knock
hard as a rock
ripping my small world, apart
no plea or recourse
the unstoppable force
an end that begins
with a
start
Jun 4, 2021
Jun 4, 2021 at 10:23 PM UTC
The hammer came down
as thunder resounds
bouncing around in my skull
a paradigm shift
like closing the rift
the knife not sharp
waxing
dull
Passing the line
all of the time
burning deep in my heart
what I once knew
tried, and yes, true
passing it all off
as art
Hell doesn't knock
hard as a rock
ripping my small world, apart
no plea or recourse
the unstoppable force
an end that begins
with a
start
I think, we all think, way too much IMO
Ending up, exactly, where, we (I) started
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