Distance Is Everything
Internal sunshine in a bag that burns a hole in my pocket
Holding the black ink that spreads like cancer throughout the intricacies of my mind
I feel as though I'm running out of time
I haven't lost my breath yet
But, I do feel distance
A very long winded distance in between short memory lapses during all of those moments
If there is a race I'd like to drop out of my own
There's nothing to win
And, definitely no surprise when it all ends
Just you in the dark walking alone
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