Blurring objects spinning further away
Words speeding away like tenacious gun fire
Crumbling souls from places unknown
Biting lips because pain takes time
Drilling holes in the scenery for nothing
Simply outplayed by that thing that happened
Creeking bells screaming for oil that won’t last
Wasps taking all that is obtainable
Deleting a world from your head
Changing a life without knowledge
Dirt that shows up without warning
Labeling a person with a stamp
Style to the one who walked in last
Musical rhythm revealed in the face
Crying that overpowers the funny bone
Look-alikes crowding all the trails up
Boldley removing obstacles in the way
Advantages are low and at their peak
Cutting a memory to know the reality
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