Two hours

on

Every two hours I wake up

To hunt

My head is spinning… It can’t stop

Confront, confront… Confront

Every two hour I sigh

To remind

My spinning mind tends to fly… Why?

Illusions are far away and disappointment we like to rewind

Every two hours I lay down still… Speechless… Motionless

To recall

To die out from madness

To taste the bitterness and to ease the fall…

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