A Time In a Coma
found a time that no one knows
far between the folded clothes
escape can be freedom
or is it just my conundrum
who is this, that cleans for free
no one i ever knew to be
hide my little mind
don't come out till your blind
trespass and you will see
the total rage that is within me
far from me to say
the life i live is dead any way
the walks in the park
reverse the thought in the dark
thought you were the one
wanted it to finally be done
can't make something from nothing
only dream of the longing
can you make this feeling linger
since i am wrapped around your finger
when i awake , everything will be fine
or will i morph sublime
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