The Roche Limit

Aimlessly drifting, oblivious in existing what is missing?
My surroundings, passing, the feelings not surviving
My memories seem worthless and faded

You pull me in like gravity, it is intoxicating
This should have never happened at all so watch me go. No
You were the distractor with an iron hold
Moving through the matter I am the passer, the passer

This never happens, till it hit me, and there you were. A cruel reality
My misinformed truth. A moment in time, expired. Now part of history

Move along like satellites on a course, oblivious. Two difficult points of time
The enchanting lure of a star pulling on us like gravity. keep a distance and continue
The reaction may consume you and disintigrate everything that was you

As we are pulled in the closer we get, the further we want to be
And the distance lifts the illusion, are we just satellites and memories?
You pull in like gravity, it was my imagination
This should have never happened at all so watch me go

No
You were the distractor with an iron hold
Moving through the matter, I am the passer, I am the passer



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Writer(s): Lance Loverink
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