Time slipped faster than
thoughts I could catch
Between the lighter flame
and the last ember of the cigarette
my mind fired rounds of blanks
I wondered if time held its integrity
or served a meaningless purpose
Either way
I am more wasteful
and careless
Giving Up

What a beautifully written piece, the emotion is truly palpable. I especially love the first stanza, well done π€π€
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Feel that vibe. And itβs damn alright.
Great writing! π
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Thanks Terveen!
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I feelin’ it too, Cassa.
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slips thru the fingers
still it lingers
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Time just moves and move. You can’t catch it, just have to flow through and with it. Good work!
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Thanks Ben!
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Welcome! π
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Love this π€π€π€
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‘my mind fired rounds of blanks’ this is an attractive live. Caught my attention and formed the image. Beautiful artistic piece.
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Thank you Kritika!
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Pleasure always π
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