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Was once afraid to fail as if I had been up all night and didn't study
But when my sun went away I found courage within the darkness
New Testament, New Test of Man
Since losing a big chop of Siamese I haven't been feeling like half the man I was
I stand here in the comfort of my own discomfort fading within the silhouette of my shadow
Hard to perfectly depict the imperfection of how I outline a reoccurring treadmill like existence
Relapsing in my mental I am running laps in my living room as if jogging in place is suitable for one track mind
Sprinting through indifference I re-lay the reality of how it feels to find refuge in the midst of a play on words
Dashing up age's incline I heard time heels but I'm at a destination where a stopwatch could make time lapse
Crying over hour sands I hope to reshape time, crying over our sand I hope the mud slows time
Dying over hour hands for a dozen times to touch each other, dying over our hands to be a loving father and mother
And though we make it seem easy, no words can depict how difficult it is losing an offspring where the sun went away for good and there is no comfort at all for us in these winter chills
Frozen
