How it all starts...
you, your thoughts, or their absence,
which is the one that grabs my attention,
a quest against deadlines,
surpassing human anxiety and aspirations,
flummoxed, at repetition of our slated behavior,
does anything remain to be salvaged,
barring a false pride,
one that's not lost over an incessant tirade,
harmony is distant in my imagination,
amidst a lost cause and a flagging effort,
I snap even as a memory flies by,
there are many more, and am I prepared to burn..
you, your thoughts, or their absence,
which is the one that grabs my attention,
a quest against deadlines,
surpassing human anxiety and aspirations,
flummoxed, at repetition of our slated behavior,
does anything remain to be salvaged,
barring a false pride,
one that's not lost over an incessant tirade,
harmony is distant in my imagination,
amidst a lost cause and a flagging effort,
I snap even as a memory flies by,
there are many more, and am I prepared to burn..
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