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Speed. Rush. Residents stuck on a permanent pace.
Cyanide. Meth. Toxic world, it’s so divine.
Spinning. Twirling. Heart always beats too fast.
Every picture a blur but distinctly there is you.
You, the push behind my step. My reason to run.
You, the dark cloud above my head. My reason to smile.
The wretch in my gut. The bile on my tongue.
The last and first thought. What destroys me and what makes me whole.
Laughter and cold dead silence. Victory and failure.
Every step, every let down, every success.
Every breath, every pulse of blood.
It is you and always has been.
Cyanide. Meth. Toxic world, it’s so divine.
Spinning. Twirling. Heart always beats too fast.
Every picture a blur but distinctly there is you.
You, the push behind my step. My reason to run.
You, the dark cloud above my head. My reason to smile.
The wretch in my gut. The bile on my tongue.
The last and first thought. What destroys me and what makes me whole.
Laughter and cold dead silence. Victory and failure.
Every step, every let down, every success.
Every breath, every pulse of blood.
It is you and always has been.