Breeze, air, oxygen to my lungs.
Infinite blades of grass, directions,
Space for my great run,
Smoke from my lips,
Formaldehyde, embrace me. Warm my soul. Addiction - sweeten the guilt
Of my inhibitions.
Confirm my purchase of this ticket to routine, my adventure to regulated safety.
I call away this indecision,
Angel on my shoulder? Wither,
Like a flower, or the rose you've tried to send.
Torment. Whirring, an old engine screaming lies.
She won't make a move,
Not if there's nothing in checkmate's grasp.
Flee this battle, shy away from impossible victory,
Oh but it taunts me.
Siren in the sea, engulf me.
In open water enclose me,
Lay me in solitary.
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