Catch My Breath


Where did it go?

It was right here

how many replacements

can my mind take?

how many trips

down memory lane

lead inside out

and in between nowhere

Shaken and beat down

sipping on slavery

and good beats

until dawn breaks

and the Earth quakes

and (things) fall apart

and I build them back up

on my chest

and my breath heaves

regardless of weight


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