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The curtains are blue

In this dusty old room

That echoes of pain and joy

The walls are so white

They keep me warm at night

Carefully decorated with art

I stare at the stormy waves circled with gold

There is no escape when you’re caught in that void

Thoughts linger for a while and then get replaced

A perfect way to put your short time to waste

Staring into nothing

A one way discussion

A neural combustion

Staring into nothing

The memories from here

I despise and hold dear

But solitude soothes the soul

The laughter in these walls

Is the reason to dance the waltz

Of life and death and dreams

I analyze the people on the narrow rocky street

Think about just how they make their ends meet

Thoughts linger for a while and then get replaced

A perfect way to put your short time to waste

Staring into nothing

A one way discussion

A neural combustion

Staring into nothing

Time moves on

Even when you’re still

Time moves on

No judgement or ill will

Time moves on

Perhaps it needs to be killed

Staring into nothing

A one way discussion

A neural combustion

Staring into nothing