My sanity is dwindling
slowly like the fight
in a beheaded chicken
death knocks
certain he stands
behind the curtain
in wait,
for this crush
i crash
my better judgement
at its worst
i fail
a remedy i've found not
but i know if my soul leaves
it will live
in your smile
in your kindness
and in your beauty
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