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Look at me I'm Fading


How softly the music plays A minstrel’s tune sways I can only just feel it Brushing along my finger tips Tingling down my spine The world slowly becoming mute Yet feeling so alive It is a sense of peace While I am slowly drowning It is the vibration of life The things which break me The people who make me Laughter slipping from my heart And the tricks my mind plays When I can’t feel love But know it is there anyways Look at me I’m fading I once thought that meant being nothing But now it’s like finding something Fading is when I meet the world In its shallowest place And finally don’t run away But make life out of a simple tune And the soft music of breathing
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Zensho
<p>This poem was an exploration of emotion</p>

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