Dead
Let me not be there,
Let me not witness how dreams
Stagger, fully drunk with mirage, up and down
Left to right
And stumble into vagueness
I gazed at the sun today
And saw tomorrow
Was it not that same sun
I gazed at yesterday
and bore me today?
And saw tomorrow
Was it not that same sun
I gazed at yesterday
and bore me today?
Who am I?
I am still the being of that time-
The being of that yesterday
Who stood in today and saw tomorrow.
Let my tomorrow shed its skin
Let it tumor into a pleasant path,
Let my dreams not
The being of that yesterday
Who stood in today and saw tomorrow.
Let my tomorrow shed its skin
Let it tumor into a pleasant path,
Let my dreams not
D
R
O
P
Dead
When I stare with my hands in chains!
R
O
P
Dead
When I stare with my hands in chains!
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