LoNg BlAnk StaRe
Long Blank Stare...!
Long And Deep Into The Air
Long Blank Stare...!
Staring Into The Jaws Of Life
Staring In Its Eyes
Or Maybe Through Them?
Lost In Space,Each Face An Illusion
Time Flies By As Well As Dreams
Lost In This Stare,Scared..
Or So It Seems
This Stare Isnt Cause Im Scared
Its Necessary For Me To Prepare
And Be Aware Of Whats Really Here
And Whats Not Really There
As I Stare Im Still Aware
Still Alert Of What Surrounds Me
Still In Tuned With The Ground
While These Things Constantly Hound Me
Drown Me,Down Me
Clown Me Profoundly
Corrupts Whats Not
Then Walks Off Soundly
But Still I Sit..
Stern In This Stank Chair
Mentally Preparing For War
In My Long Blank Stare
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