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I lie here, listening to the trains bellowing blows Feeling the crisp winds creep through the window. Imagining where life will take me Getting all caught up on Things so simple Losing touch of things more important Wasting time dwelling on things that are not of my control Spiralling through my wits Confusing facts with fiction In my grasp, holding on so tightly to my ever so small piece of sanity Hiding behind my pride Drowning in some made up dignity Questions without answers A heart with no beat A soul with no feelings I'm falling, falling.. Then I hear the blows of the nearby train The wind blow just a little harder Causing a chill in this dark room. Was lost in it all.. Reality. -kc
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Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 10:07 PM UTC
Reality
I lie here, listening to the trains bellowing blows Feeling the crisp winds creep through the window. Imagining where life will take me Getting all caught up on Things so simple Losing touch of things more important Wasting time dwelling on things that are not of my control Spiralling through my wits Confusing facts with fiction In my grasp, holding on so tightly to my ever so small piece of sanity Hiding behind my pride Drowning in some made up dignity Questions without answers A heart with no beat A soul with no feelings I'm falling, falling.. Then I hear the blows of the nearby train The wind blow just a little harder Causing a chill in this dark room. Was lost in it all.. Reality. -kc
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Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 10:07 PM UTC
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