The Lost Ones
Timeless clock
A time that freezes
Standing still.
Moments of disaster
In my mind
Squeezing
Suffocating
Madness
Intertwined
Beneath my soul.
I wonder if I really matter
Any more.
Waves of adoration
Fluctuate
In it's season of
Imagination.
Watching this
Intense
A seed does thrive
Inside my spirit
Intertwined
With my emotions.
Captured
Making undone lists
To know
What is my secret
Underground.
1-8-10
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