Sitting down with a thoughtless mind,
Aimlessly trying to grind
Out a way to the open world,
Waiting for the path to be unfurled,
Gazing down the corner of my eye,
Trying to figure out hereby,
The distance between the two creations,
The deviation between the two sensations
The tears behind the smiling face,
The loss accepted with grace,
The hidden feelings deep within,
To cover up moments of chagrin
The instant when we lay still,
And life begins to move downhill,
The emptiness fills up the room,
The strong silence before doom,
And there I sit gazing down below,
Waiting for everything to blow,
Towards the creation of a whole new domain,
Offering the chance to be born again
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