For a time

Serial its bound toGoJust releasing pent upEnergyI have regained myEyesGuess the spiritWas rightNo more static wavesI think less andWrite moreInto the weak fieldLeft or right theResults never changeA bit like a horseSpanning endlessLiesI try,i tryThe more i takeSprouting endlessVinesTravel from wordOf mouthLike screaming intoThe nightI hope it goes alrightSuckers gone blindTrying to define mineI do it every timeChalk it up toTimingIts a cat fightBattling both sidesGrabbing hornsPounding rhythmsTrying to start myHeartEase my infectedMineI will Give it a tryGive it a tryOne more time
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