The anxiety rises up.
So scared and excited at the same time.
What if life can be beautiful.
What if even some dreams are possible.
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Am I wasting my time.
Throwing a stone through a glass window of a abandoned factory.
Who will hear me if I scream?
So much doubt in such a uncertain place.
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A warm up.
A race to the summit.
Pulling on the strings attached to my back like aniquated puppet.
Calling on energy pulled out of thin air.
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Here we go once again.
I give you just a wee bit of my time.
I hope you finally found your peace of mind.
With angels flutters in the background.
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As a such an old friend you should know better.
Your drunken escapades of overtly sexually explicit comments will not get you anywhere.
Muted, blocked, and ignored.
I'm straight, your gay and I will never swing both ways.
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It's never too late, my faith will never falter.
No matter how grim it might look even if I have go through hell to get where going.
On my toes.
Playing don't touch the ground.
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The world is mine, watch as I take it.
Watch as I break it.
Watch as I shake it, down to it's very foundation.
That glee, can you feel it's glow that's me and I don't know what's got into me.
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Now that have we gone under together.
It's time to come back up and breath.
Just breath...
Just breath.
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Inspiration from a fantasy that is partially fiction.
The emotion is there.
But it hasn't played out yet.
A story that is all in my head.
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Through the chaotic storm take a deep breath.
Be absolutely calm.
Whether to stay or run.
Fighting for the right to exist.
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