Read this slow
Read it carefully
Be cautious as each word sinks in
This may be my last.
Or my first
It’s hard to tell what exists
I want you to imagine
It’s a nostalgic day
The corners of your vision growing dim
Almost like a loop
The feeling, the streets
They never seem to end
Remember
Go slowly
There’s details one tends to miss
Don’t reminisce
For too long
There’s something hiding among the mist
Your brain is fogged
Fatigued
Did you forget about me?
I warned you.
Be cautious
Not quick
Do you see the static
Guarding your eyes
The words are starting to shift
This is my last
There is no first
I don’t even exist
Remember
Go slowly
There’s details you seem to have missed
The ink in my pen
Bleeds fast than I do
There’s bells ringing in my head
Will you see me tomorrow?
If you didn’t, would you notice?
Where does the dream seem to end?
It’s a nostalgic day
And you’re moving too fast
Tell me, are you filled with dread?
Read this slow
Read this carefully
Remember my words
There’s something waiting around the bend
It’s a nostalgic day
But something seems off
When’s the last time you called your friend?
Don’t reminisce for too long
You’re lost in your head
Turn around
Did you miss it again?
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