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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