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When..

When the only comfort is the thought of the past.
When the night is the disguise, and days begin to blend
The knowledge of the future is within reach, but you fall,
You know the reasons, but fail to draw them to end.

An hour is no time to prepare; yet minutes are still too long
Slowing killing all within is the highlight of every morn.
As the cloud of grey is now the scent of my identity,
Will I shake what I've become, or succumb to the inevitable thorn.

The existence of the unknown ignites but extinguishes.
Every inconsistency causes the rattle, yet you want it to break.
The clutter can be overcome with a single thought,
But it continues to stay. There it will lie, even when I awake.

My heart aches constantly, for I know that I can change.
Change the way that limits me at every single turn.
Tomorrow is the company and the safety net.
But today was tomorrow, and I have done nothing yet.

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