Far beyond our feverish grasp
Our future lays outstretched
Mesmerised by what might be
We're like gamblers placing a bet
We shrug off the past so easily
Like a snake disposes of its skin
Captivated by what may come
But so blind to what has been
So as we trample on the present
Emerging blindly from our past
Enslaved by our addiction
For what lies far beyond our grasp
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Author:
Daniel (
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Comments2
Makes me feel like that saying the definition of crazy is repeating the same thing over and over expecting a different result. Bad habits are really hard to break. Good job!
Thank you!
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Wonderfully written and expressed
Thank you Tony
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