
Keep Going
5/30/12
This isn’t my place,
This isn’t my world,
This isn’t my time,
This isn’t my reality.
This place is yours,
I have no room here,
This space for rent,
My vacant heart and mind.
This world is alien to me,
This society ruled by err,
I cannot manage to get by,
By the skin of my teeth.
This time is not true
To the clock inside my soul,
Too fast or slow, I do not know,
But it changes too often.
This reality is blurred.
I do not see clear, but this
Place, world, this time,
This reality, does not stop for me.
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Thor Grey (G. Steven Moore)
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