Seconds... Sever silent clandestine notion Thoughts cycle circles in slow motion Action becomes slight to apprehension And again sunny skies to settle grey Minutes... Tighten chains to my conclusions Bound sight to leading blind confusion Judging me but not to my redemption And cast my cursed comments heaven's way Hours... Suffer me slow to sick addiction Weather me worn to weak affliction Stifle me stale to pale position And memories beg a social creature stay Days... Regard me with my own repulsion Mirrors gather guilt for my reflection Rain descends from clouds of retribution And the years wash this withered life away
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