Stalemate

Days slip from my hands like sand through an hourglass. Satisfaction fades from my soul as I burn out of control. I fight to pass each day by but I fall deep into the trap that binds my spirit down...

Perpetual motion is something you have yet to achieve. Your peers would think they deceive. In mindset of what you could accomplish, the luster of hope is a far wish. For what we could grab, brought...

stale mate when do i jump out of the cake when do we admit it's a fake when do we jump out of the cake I'm the nervous watcher and i watch time to turn it on but i turn it off 70% of the time i watch...