Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Gravity

Being such an illusion to the unidentified memories.
A world full of lies about unicorn and fairies.
Coming from a consciousness full of distress.
Keep falling down from taking a guess.

Dozens of desserts which fall off the table.
On the edge of the hill and your emotion's unstable.
Wonder if we can call it a tragedy or an anomaly.
Nothing came close to what you call a family.

Since when breaking hearts being a state of art?
Think about the time we drifted apart.
Old mistakes and old doubts are keeping me preoccupied.
Putting lemons on the scars and letting it bleed aside.

Pondering alone as if today is our last day.
Rest assured that it was only a foul play.
As long as the gravity works on the science fit.
Yet stumbled upon chaos to the bottomless pit.

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