sorry, i have no fuel for that fire
stuck in the middle with you
and you
thought my chest would explode forasecondthere
Zen calm
is fuckin with my chest
breathing scared lungs into cardiac arrest
Zen calm
is fuckin with my breathing
chest is blessed into cardiac arrest
gold bricks rain down
knocking skull unconscious
as mixed blessings
pour out into sidewalk cracks
wanting to reach out just because
no one else does
Dreams
where I keep driving
miles past destination
Dreams
where I keep dying
miles … past destination
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