Circular Arguments In My Semantical Nature

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Circular arguments in my semantical nature
Feelings expounded in earnest in the rain
Taking life slowly without such hassle
Exact footsteps allowing you the least bit of constrain
Sleep remains to appear in reoccurrences
Unchanged in our former exasperating doses
Unable to look away in these sudden urges
Ticking away, starlight illuminates one supposes

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Perpetual Time Lumbering On

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Perpetual time lumbering on
Your heart beats with each tick of the clock
A tiny desk lamp illuminating the room
Silent door upon no one knocks
Staring off into forgotten lore
Heaters no match for a winter’s night
Sitting removed in only underwear
Repel this world of justified fright
Questioning all the spoken reasons
Unlit candles calling out my name
Clinking together, so I turn my head
Hush, let us not speak about this shame

Stayed Up All Night Trying To Write

  

Stayed up all night trying to write

I still can’t get you out of my head

Sleep didn’t come easy this night

Giving anything to only go to bed

The clock ticks past two & three

Knowing there’s nothing I’m going to find

Off dreaming of nothing, where I want to be

Another scotch to still my racing mind