Trapped in a box,
Gasping for air!
Muffled screams of the past,
Silently stalking the glimmering moon.
I breathe fire,
Violently searing hope.
Resalting forcefully opened wounds,
While shuffling my deck, for the next card.
Bringing safety to the dangerous,
Ignoring the wise.
Stubbornly living my life,
A desperate attempt for happiness.
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