Saturday, June 1, 2013

Specter

I am the man you can't describe
Walking down the street with no name
I dare you to look me in the eyes

Only in my mind I am free
My time on this Earth my only penny
Nothing else to do but turn in and see

I am the man you can't conceive
Void of thin air rastered foggy frost
Living on moments that cannot be retrieved

Only I am worn from my consistent stride
Almost forgotten for what I'm searching
God knows when I'll arrive

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