Streaming
By glastobasto
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New better
Knew better
No better
know better
So goodbye and good luck... our time is up... the clock has struck.
So grasp the thistle, it's the final whistle, all that's left is fat and gristle.
So there I am....frozen.... chilled beyond shivering.... sat looking into me.
I think I caught a glimpse...glance.... at who I suppose I ought to be.
So What happens next, where do I go now, and who with anyway......... anyhow.
Isolation, in crowds of thousands, running like a fox from packs of hounds and, feeling vertigo while on the underground, then feeling claustophobic when im miles from sound.
Scalding cold cuts in... takes hold.... reminds my bones that they'll soon be old.
I stand and turn away from that sea and walk creaking back to reality.
That place seemed like I had only dreamt it, if it didn't exist I would have to invent it, looking into the ocean can order the mind, help to finally attain what you most sought to find.
I hope you don't mind...
But take this as an apology in case....
When my mind fell apart....
I needed to rewind and erase....
Get back some of at least, a piece of my soul......
Get back in the race....Climb out of a hole.....
I know it's a cheek and it's your's, always will be, but it seemed the place to go and I agreed when you showed it to me.... God im wittering I will cut to the chase....
When I needed it most I used your special place.
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