changes never seen only come into view after it's come n gone... seems life transforms before the eyes that somehow misses how time plays along... one minute things are flowing n then everything is no longer the same... it's as if blinks take place n what was is seen in an all of the sudden twist of years shaved... broken down into plain sight of different versions each step of the way... as the memory recollects eras of new from old exchanged... dishing out pain n regrets as to cram lesson into the head... wishing at times one could only wish the were dead... always having to refer to a prior time where feelings actually felt something real... as the memory fucks with the heart knowing how it truly feels... waking up in a foreign mindset trying to remember who self was way back when... it's like the mirror forgets to see the details changing within... loosening to trust as if self is for someone else to take care of... as emerging from depths is a confused illusion when speaking of luv... finding distance in between two different version that collide... not knowing which one to be when listening to how the inner makings has be redefined... as a motionless transparency deliver a striking blow... asking self, where in the fuck is home...
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