My thoughts run wild with fury
Then, like the eye of the storm, cease chaos
And give me a chance to see how far I have fallen
Only to leave me in the end
Feeling like I have made no progress
And into chaos I again fall
Here I lay
Staring at the ceiling
Lying in my bed
Lost in a storm in my headSleep sound in the comfort of burnt out stars. Dream
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