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Aug 2012
That single white light,
a freight train on your track.
Moving at full throttle
and I can't pull it back.


Trying to get so lost,
and leave all that I lack
I rush toward your arms
with chaos at my back.


At full speed, my chaos runs.
Your light can't save me,
before destruction comes.
Why can't you see?


Sweet thrill, darkened laugh.
You are in my way.
No way to pull over.
Night's here, no more day.


Spicy smoke, clinking glass
Chaos riding me hard.
You have to move, please move
or I'll make you scarred.


Burning light, seering dark,
Chaos slices through.
My rules dissolve in whisky,
so complete and nothing new.


Don't stand in my way
with your heart in your eye.
Don't cry if my train
won't stop 'til I die.


At full speed, my chaos runs.
Your light can't save me,
before destruction comes.
Why can't you see?


Could you be that strong?
Keep me from my pain?
Can your heart eyes really stop
My destructive speeding train?


I ran from the familiar,
you can't help me out.
Chaos is my only friend,
til my blood spills out.


Clinking glass, spicy smoke
I laugh in dizzy breaths
You are so much more
I am so much less.


Another sip or maybe a gulp,
water on my glass clings.
What does it matter?
I listen as the ice sings.

  
tearing me apart at the seams,
reduced to smoking foundation.
I revel in the darkness;
howl to the dark station.


At full speed, my chaos runs.
Your light can't save me,
before destruction comes.
Why can't you see?


Chaos has come...
for my Uncle Denis
Mark Albert
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Mark Albert
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