My heart is a flutter
My thoughts are a mess
I'm right now fighting
This urge to confess
This urge to lay bare
This need to break down
To fall apart slowly
To float back to the ground
Snap to what's happening
The blurred fantasies
Work like a nervous drugs
Piped in with reality
Dose upon dose
Can't stay the days
Cracked and bent whole
In a hundred ways
Shake and Shudder
There, it's all better
Just some memories
Of a passing thunder
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