Towards our tomorrows
We beat at this world
Pent up, wrenched up
Until we're all spent up
Blind in thought
Lost in drapes
Droops over our mind
As reality escapes
Breathe the air
Life's a gas
A butterfly's life
Ethereal paradise
Wasted and tasted
Burning up time
Into tomorrows
Silent thoughts in empty sorrows
(August 2018)
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