I'm balancing on a titerope
Caught between two extremes
I find something to fill my time
But realize it's just a silly dream
I could sit around and listen to music
I could watch that damn tv
I can do anything I want right now
But what will that do for me?
My bed's a warm embrace
Though, for days is left unused
Its invitation unaccepted
Victim to my idle ruse
I walk outside, the sun is warm
I feel as though I've just been born













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It's probably just the perfectionist talking, but it just doesn't feel right to me.
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Don't waste your time or time will waste you.
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These violent delights
have violent end.
And in their triumph die
like fire and powder
As their kiss consume.
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Don't waste your time or time will waste you.
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