Everyday I lose,
All over, all over
Treading lightly
Yet falling, falling
No truths to hold onto
To take a glimpse
Of what has been done
No mirror to see
That my legs gave up
Everyday I lose,
All over, all over
To myself and the world
On the verge of despair's cliff
I lose, I lose, I lose
Until there is no longer
A grip, and so—
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Author:
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Comments1
Here we see a feeling of gradual loss of control and it gives a sense of despair and inevitability. Nicely done.
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