Circles Read Count : 30

Category : Poems

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Where'd all the time go
Barely even wrote today
Keyblades, and Belmonts
Lost in space.

What is this place
Its got a new face.
Sadness, happiness
Both at once
Feeling torn apart
As I keep stumbling around.

I really do think 
I want to be found
Yet I can't make a sound.
I'm never on time.
Barely talk on the phone.
Minds been gone
Can't feel the ground
I'm floating too high kind.

I need to stop running this circle.


TheGhostlyPoet

Comments

  • This resonated with me a lot. Nicely done.

    Sep 29, 2020

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