are we running in infinite circles?
is there no escape?
can we become greater from this experience?
or will this always be our shape?
i type away, emotionless, as there isn't much left
but wasn't the goal to numb oneself
protection from this worlds cold theft
we all find peace with things at our own pace
but what if we die before that day
there's nothing but a grim grin upon our face
i guess the point is
to move the **** on
before death comes near
giving you no room to mourn
and hope to find pleasures
in this temporary world
brush off the bad
close your eyes, feel the sunlight and twirl
s.q.
Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 10:02 PM UTC
are we running in infinite circles?
is there no escape?
can we become greater from this experience?
or will this always be our shape?
i type away, emotionless, as there isn't much left
but wasn't the goal to numb oneself
protection from this worlds cold theft
we all find peace with things at our own pace
but what if we die before that day
there's nothing but a grim grin upon our face
i guess the point is
to move the **** on
before death comes near
giving you no room to mourn
and hope to find pleasures
in this temporary world
brush off the bad
close your eyes, feel the sunlight and twirl
s.q.
"Can I disturb your peace"
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