Inescapable

Torn between the light and the dark

Running from streaming memories commonly bound

By a philosophicla vision

Marred and distorted by reality

Grasping at the last hopes

Watching as they fly past your grasp

Intangible to say the least

Rapid dreams surround you

Notes echo in your mind

A vibrating thought boundless

Yet restricted by time

Fading fast

Losing my footing

As the ground crumbles beneath

And every breath you take

Brings me nearer to distruction

So stop breathing

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