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Dancing to the Fast Beat

At the time I didn't know there was a med for what ailed me. So I slept

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Time is a tricky bastard
Mirror is more than silver and glass
It will reflect more than a face
Or a cute little ass
The day, a chore of ever more
Emptiness, tick tock
Not to sleep, heart knocks slowly
There are just so many beats to go
My subconscious was in overdrive
Much to bury, "save her pride"
I let it slide, I'd work to do.

Do I know the lady in the silver?
She used to be so cool and hip
Time drizzled through the mirror
When I wasn't looking
These seconds drag and I'm still alive
But how? Life allows anything
It permits a soul like me. Living is slow
Today I look into my abyss, this cup
Makes my hands shake
Into me I see the empty glass
I become dizzy so I pour another
Seven years passed, my cup
Was bottomless and unfilled
"Be empty to be filled!"

I cracked my head while falling
Falling into the the floorless
Basement and black graphite
I fell further so I slept some more
Denial covered me in Void Vanta
This little black dress fit so well
Eyes accustomed by now
Heart beats do not slow for sleep
Come realizations and flashes
Year six, eyelids glued
Mirror mirror crush this demon
Is this me? I'm the good girl!
I worked and proved over, over again
This is me and I did all of this
Mirror says, "but you're the best sinner,
You give shame an enviable name"
Repugnant, gross. Forgiveness ?
I shall never ask nor will I ever give.
Leave it for Jesus
One million little dolls saved me
Then and I carried forth
A tall glass of energy, six decades
Will nothing ever break?
Nervous nervous nervous
I was dancing fast without a floor

I'll sleep when I'm dead
As I've been dead awake