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Hits and Misses

My head explodes in confusion Blood seeps out of the contusion I feel deep into an abyss Head spiralling, I am in a mess Yet my heart it feels the zest Of new experiences It beats so hard as I fall And I can not even recall How I got here, how I found myself Is this abyss I just hope I am blessed And that I get out of it alive I am doing my best to survive As different colours Different images of angels and demons pass by I want to duck my head and hide But I can't even do anything to shut my eyes I find myself falling out of control It takes me back to the rabbit hole Where I bared my soul Where I felt my flow And in a golden glow I feel as if there's stories here to be told Of ancient histories and memories Where my my mind can't be deceived I sense for the first time like I am free Is this an abyss of nightmares or dreams But maybe that's my duality Maybe this is my conscious reality Maybe this is transcendence Maybe this lacks any substance Maybe this abyss is bottomless Maybe this is a dream that is limitless Who knows when I will stop falling Maybe someday someone, will hear me calling But this is, just what it is A life of falling and hits and misses.

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