It escapes me, it is difficult to fully claim,
the connection is not one to disclaim,
I begin to ponder is it mine?
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What's Going On
In this what seems to be an neverending road, I realize that every direction is misleading, this abyss grants me to feel like I will implode, please dear god tell me this isn't more than a feeling, what a thin line between wrong and right oh how I wish it was thickening, the world as we know it is sinking in quicksand, It is swallowing us whole, my goodness it's quickening...