Minutes Pass

Minutes pass
 Stretching lines into my past
 People breathe
 In and out right next to me
 Closing hands
 Burning thoughts like a photograph
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 Faceless frames of this life
 Lose all shape and color
 And all this time the ground is rising
 A broken body can never move on
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 I can see it clearly
 I was never here
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 I can see it clearly
 I was never here
 I can see it clearly
 I've been dead all these years
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 Paper thin
 Counting marks that stain my skin
 Lowered eyes
 Pass the grid of my window screen
 Tiled floor
 Just the same as the hours before
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 Faceless frames of this life
 Lose all shape and color
 And all this time the ground is rising
 A broken body can never move on