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It Fades Along With the Smoke

Inhale, Exhale. Numb to sensation Emotionless pulsation Travels up the spine Tingling, stinging divine. My own frailty Does not betray me Push the envelope, Tighter, grows the rope. Play with fire, Dance on razor wire. Unstoppable ignorance Furthers the always expanding dissonance. Just breathe in the smoke There’s no need to cope, False stimulation Fends off foretold trepidation. Lungs inflate, Reality begins to deflate. Vision blurs Twists and slurs. So empty, Fate tempts me Push the envelope, Tighter, grows the rope. So hollow, Transparent rules swallow A generation of perfection Young and lost; without direction. Inhale, Exhale.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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