Situations
Distance so close, So high yet so low
At a perfect stand still, or am I moving real slow
A beating heart, in the chest of the dead
The perfect mind, empty thoughts in head
Eyes wide open, blind to the world
Everything laid out, though it still curls
Mental destruction, rebuilding minds
Roaming free, caught and entwined
Someone rescue me, left alone
Things straight forward, curving situations thrown
Running so fast, yet I find strength to stay
How can it be so close, but so far away
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