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Slipaway21

Mind is stuck in an everlasting illusion.

 

 I’m trying to balance such ruthless confusion. But again it’s one down to the always winning intrusion.

 

Weaker and weaker I start to become as I slip beneath life’s Almighty thumb. 

 

In turn I get thrown around until my emotions reach that proposed  numb. 

 

I then start to wonder how all this speculation of mine begun. 

 

Why is it I feel like this? Am I really the only one? 

 

Feeling so fragile, on edge and afraid. Feeling like my fate in life has already been made.

 

Is it too late to turn this around? Why do I feel I’m being forced below safe ground?

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◄ 2021 Panfusion

March 20th 28 ►

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