Time Shops
Crazy how past
days weighs
heavily on each
raindrop passing
by, as a train
token in the abyss,
it sinks deeper
subconsciously,
i reminisce,
careful thoughts
glide over ice,
paradise is not
enough to suffice
the wreckage
that ensued under
the night sky,
mind afloat
in the flood of
broken hopes,
staying above
not wanting
to drown,
gazing upward,
it persists,
clenching it's fists
it insists
to seek
help through
the mist,
as raindrops
carry time shops
to swap eternity
when it stops.
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