In an endless daze,
We seem to move.
running scattered,
burning bridges.
In a mindless craze,
we seem to move.
blotting memories,
scarring emotions.
in jagged places,
of empty spaces.
We seem to move.
running scattered,
burning bridges.
In a mindless craze,
we seem to move.
blotting memories,
scarring emotions.
in jagged places,
of empty spaces.
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