Poems from jointheconspiracy

I look at the ground underneath my feetI see myself, the image begins to retreatWith each drop myself changesEach ripple, life...
 i catch chances I need   but the catches I want out of my greed   always seem just out of my reach       evading me   mocking me  ...
I've been thinking about death Not because I am dying Not because I wish to die Simply because I will eventually die   When I go, I don't...
I rise with the dawn and dusk alikeMy breath steals away your sightI consume all above and belowUnder me, you will reap what you sowI am...
I think there are times when my lungs feel more like wings taking flight through my throat before they burst through the walls of my chest...

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