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Waking
Wavy descent
Fitted garment
No one is chasing me
Time is silent
Radical war
Internal conflict
Limited hope
Eternal distractions
Fearing stagnation
She is not even real
Where do I go?
When will I know?
Stillness brings peace
I am lost in the fog
Darkness has taken me nowhere
Am I bathing in the waters of life?
Hungry for more
Numb to the shadows who whisper my guilt
Destroyed the world with one simple no
And as I run toward the shore all my demons scream for me to drown
Can I explain the spiders still weave their webs.
And the symbols still call out your name
Silver rain and still makes me insane but You and I are still dying on the ground
Will I ever know who you are?
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Patrick ORourke
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