Recurring Oblivion

Is that they can't stop
The thinking keeps going
The memories are shattered a moment after
It's like being stuck in the same moment forever
And you feel moving, but really you are standing still
The flow of thoughts seem like having a direction
But their transience deceives

Not a moment to stop and reflect
Just thoughts to forget the sound of your breath
A glimpse in the mirror, the state of neglect
Misery or glory, down to a bet


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