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Lifted
Wasting away
Another night
Slowly slipping into
an altered perception
Hearing new sounds
from old records
Seeing new colors
in the same surroundings
I'm miles away in my own world
Hours silently slip away
Another night
Slowly slipping into
an altered perception
Hearing new sounds
from old records
Seeing new colors
in the same surroundings
I'm miles away in my own world
Hours silently slip away
Published 5th Dec 2014
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"Lost in abstract" ha! I like that.
Good way to put it, I was completely baked when I scribbled a few words down that led to me writing that particular piece. Glad you enjoyed :)
Good way to put it, I was completely baked when I scribbled a few words down that led to me writing that particular piece. Glad you enjoyed :)
