A sometimes things happen faster than my brain can process sleepy ...
red eyes barely even see a silhouette blurred by microseconds ...
numb hands caress airflow only things left to be ...
only a vague odor comes diluted in excuses of a scent that is unlike anything ...
The delicate taste is the tongue escapes with the last drop of saliva that dries ...
boxes lose their color, people stop breathing, the music ends, the sun sets, the voices die ...
Sometimes
time goes by so fast ....
(accompanying note to this track more or less related: Vocals Remix with Edge of Seventeen by Stevie Nicks)
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