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You have a gravitational hold on me preventing the levitation of my soul

from sailing over the mountainous range of

turmoil and strain you lay before me.



Presenting temptation disguised as mental

stimulation, which you found is a weakness of mine.

I have seen the corridors you've filled with despair

My spirit the raging hurricane washing your stench from my frontal lobe refreshing my thoughts

bringing about spring. Growth and life.



I fight demons with open eyes deprived of sleep.

I'll save my rest for a peaceful eternal.

I know longer walk this world unaware, but

it doesn't make it easier to break free.

Weakening you each time my knees bend.

Strengthening you each time I stiffen for another.

Your world and mine will not merge of this I am certain

for the son will always rise chasing away the darkness