Im waiting
with bated breath I'm waiting
To find it there.
Its fading
Slow heartbeat fading
Behind my vacant stare
There's time, my voice, a whisper,
To grow, too slow, I learn...
There's rhyme, no choice to listen,
The beat, I feel it tear.
Its switching
Around, around its switching
In this freezing cold night air.
Im hissing
Hissing at the monsters that shouldnt be there...
Closing in alone
Behind my vacant stare




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