I see, but it is blurred.
an untold tale lie before me,
knowing not what about or its purpose i listen.
explosions lay waste to the life that flourish
with an untimely friendship that slowly deteriorates
there are no signs of freedome
nor any remorse for a fallen soul
Life seems to slow itself in pace
slowing down to a pace in which realization sets in
this is not the time or place for this to happen
but you have no control and from there
you lose everything you once thought
or dreamed or cared for
is this the life you have been waiting for?
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